"I'll ask for your leave Send you back. " Yi Haiyin's speech speed is very slow, but each word, but bite very clearly.
Words fall, do not give Yan Ling the opportunity to object, take out the mobile phone, sent a short message.
I don't know who sent it to. After a moment, I looked up at her.
"All right."
“……” What's good?
He's done with one text message?
Don't you call her in person to explain to the director?
In case the director is not happy and let them go like this, maybe he just sent her a short message and said it to her
Yan Ling felt that his whole person was getting worse!
Looking at Yi Haiyin who started the car and drove out of the crew, he quickly reached for his arm and said, "who did you send a text message to? Director? Will the director be angry if we just leave like this? "
"No He told you to have a good rest. " Yi Haiyin's eyes flash slightly, and her lips open firmly.
Hearing the speech, Yan lingcai was relieved.
Just don't offend the director.
She was all soft and leaned against the cushions.
The next second, I can't help but turn to look at Yi Haiyin, who is driving, and looks at his beautiful facial contour, slightly distracted.
I don't know why, every time I contact him, I always give her a familiar feeling.
But apart from being in the production team, they had no private intersection. Where did she get her sense of familiarity with him?
Yan Ling blinked his eyes doubtfully, and immediately felt that he had thought too much.
She was already dizzy. As soon as she got on the car, she couldn't help yawning and leaned against the door, drowsy.
But at the thought of Yi Haiyin sitting next to her, he stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh to keep himself awake.
"Shua --"
when the car stopped downstairs of her apartment, Yan Ling suddenly regained consciousness.
This just remembered, she seems to have forgotten to tell him the address from the beginning to the end. How did he know she lived here?
"Yi Haiyin, you..."
"I'll send you up." Yi Haiyin interrupted her words, took the lead to open the door, and went down.
He walked up to her and opened the door for her.
"Don't bother. I'll go downstairs. I can go up by myself Ah Yan Ling's words have not finished, the whole person was held up by him.
The door was kicked on by him, turned around, and easily held her, strode towards the direction of the small apartment.
Into the elevator, he looked down at also shocked back to God's Yan Ling, thin lips slightly opened, "how many floors?"
The cold voice, like a clear stream, slowly flows into Yan Ling's ears.
She was so excited that she finally responded and reached for the elevator floor.
"Ding!" Here comes the elevator.
As soon as the elevator door opened, this time without waiting for Yi Hai Yin to ask, she took the initiative to point to the direction of her home.
Stupidly, let him hold her and walk to the door of her apartment.
In her palace!
Even, straight into her bedroom!
"Lie down for a while." Yi Haiyin gently put her on the bed, turned around and went out.
When Yan Ling was curious about what he was going to do, he suddenly heard the sound of pouring water.
Immediately, I saw him carrying a cup of hot water, walked in again, naturally sat on her bed and handed her the cup.
Skilled movements, as if not the first time to her home, but has come many times.
Yan Ling looked at the water cup handed in front of her eyes, and finally asked the words that had been held for a long time, "Yi Haiyin, how do you know that I live in this apartment?"
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