Before going to bed at night, Nanyue sent a message to Chu ye and Hu Xuerou asking about the temporary replacement of special guests.

When I got up on Sunday morning, I saw Chu Ye's reply in the middle of the night.

C: It was her agent who contacted me and said that in an emergency, people can't come. Let me see if I can find someone to replace them. It happened that you and Zuo yaoran were going to shoot "flying butterfly fighting the fire", so they simply went to him, which can be regarded as preheating in advance.

"Let's have coffee" will be broadcast on another day after all the recordings are completed. When this episode is broadcast, it is estimated that their play has been shooting for some time.

There's nothing wrong with preheating in advance.

South Vietnam returned the news and said it knew.

But there was no news from Hu Xuerou.

Nanyue looked at her microblog and found that her last microblog was last Sunday.

That is, I just told her that I would come here as a special guest that night.

Lost contact for a week. What's this?

If it were an ordinary person, Nanyue would be a little worried, but he didn't care much when he thought that Hu Xuerou was a small fox demon.

Thinking about it, he waited for Hu Xuerou to appear automatically, and then asked her what had happened.

South Vietnam practiced as usual for nearly an hour. At 7:30, it went downstairs in no hurry.

Since the opening time was postponed to 10 o'clock, the breakfast of several people was postponed to 89 o'clock.

She gets up so early that she can go out for a run first.

Like her, she is still used to getting up early. Naturally, there is a grand scene.

Today, he is wearing a white sportswear. The bangs on his forehead are pulled away at will to reveal his smooth and perfect forehead. The whole person looks both young and immortal.

"Morning, running?"

Sheng Jingheng said, then slightly raised his head and drank a glass of water. The Adam's apple of sex and feeling stirred slightly, and the line appearance was excellent.

"Good morning, Mr. Sheng." Nan Yue walked over and found another cup of poured hot water. It would be cooler and has become warm water. "Does Mr. Sheng want to drink this cup of water?"

"No, for you." Sheng Jingheng finished drinking water, washed the cup by the way, wiped her shoulder and walked to the kitchen door.

Nanyue thanked him, then drank the water, washed the cup, put it away, and followed him out.

Sheng Jingheng was obviously waiting for her. Seeing her, he went out.

Without much talking, they went out of the yard silently and ran all the way to the wall along the sparsely populated path outside.

Sheng Jingheng's speed was a little faster than her, but he didn't deliberately slow down, but followed the customary rhythm.

Nanyue didn't specifically catch up with him, but slowly followed him. From time to time, he could enjoy someone's handsome running posture and back.

They ran to the bottom of the city wall one after another. Although they were a little far away from that night, they still unconsciously remembered what happened that night.

Sheng Jingheng glanced over the similar trees, then turned back and looked South Vietnam.

Nanyue ran closer, smiled at him, and stopped to have a rest.

"Are you still used to going to T city?" Sheng Jingheng suddenly asked.

"Huh?" South Vietnam turned to see him again. "It's very good. The Bento is very delicious and the progress is very smooth."

Sheng Jingheng couldn't help laughing: "really? If you have a chance, you can try it. "

try? Try the Bento in T city?

South Vietnam laughed and looked at him. He was a little helpless. How did he feel? Even he would make fun of her from time to time. He loved to eat.

Still turning the corner.

Looking at his side face in a good mood, Nanyue suddenly thought of something and asked casually: "Mr. Sheng knows that my previous song adventure was written by a teacher named Chaoyang, right? Have you heard of this name before? "