Chapter 198

Wenya dials the same number again and again, and signs her name in her mobile phone as the child's father, not as Tang Xiaoge.

"Hello..." Tang Xiaoge's voice finally came out slowly from the phone, with some low and tired.

He has just finished his live interviews with several radio stations, and the smile he barely squeezed out has made his face stiff. Dealing with these boring announcements makes him feel physically and mentally exhausted. But only in this way can we see Lin Wenwen all the time, which is a relief to him.

It is precisely because of the change of Tang Xiaoge in order to get close to Lin Wenwen, which makes the relationship between him and the media gradually ease from the freezing point.

"You finally answered the phone..." the gentle voice was a little excited. It was not hard to recognize that she was trying her best to control her emotions and keep calm.

But Tang Xiaoge didn't notice, gentle phone always let him feel depressed.

"What's the matter?" Tang Xiaoge's tone is a little cold, in addition to being really tired, another part of the reason is that he does not want to give any illusion of gentleness, so indifference is the best way.

Wenya's hands holding the phone tightly clenched together. She bit her lips and thought of the confession she overheard outside the movie studio that day. She felt a burst of pain in her heart. After so many years, her hatred and love for Tang Xiaoge have long been entangled. Even she can't tell clearly why she wanted to find him.

Even if the rhythm of the heartbeat has begun to become uncontrollable, even if the mood has been some abnormal, but gentle or maintain a lady should have polite and calm, her voice slightly sweet, light mouth, "nothing can't call you?"

A simple question, but with endless entanglement and bitterness.

Tang Xiaoge's heart a shock, his eyebrows unconsciously wrinkle tight. He deliberately dodged Lin Wenwen and went to the corridor next to the rest room. His voice could be lowered and he was vaguely hoarse. "I didn't mean that, but I'm really busy today."

Gentle wry smile a few, gentle voice line has some waves, "just joking, I don't mean that."

"Oh..." Tang Xiaoge just lightly back to a syllable, he is trying to maintain this delicate relationship, try not to let her think.

Gentle did not make a sound, just less than 10 seconds, at this moment connected with the role of communication waves, so that each other's breathing are clearly reflected in each other's hearing, become very embarrassed.

Whether it's Wenya or Tang Xiaoge, they obviously feel that time has slowed down as never before, almost strangling people's throat, and it's hard to breathe.

"Ha ha..." gentle smile, her voice as delicate as water, "if I don't speak, you plan to keep silent?"

A question, with obvious complaint and coquetry.

"Er..." Tang Xiaoge hesitated and sighed, "I really don't know. I should say something. I'm really busy, Xiaoya. If it's OK, I'll..."

"Will you come to my house for dinner in the evening?" Before Tang Xiaoge finished, Wenya interrupted him.

This is Wenya's first time to invite Tang Xiaoge to her residence, and also her first time to invite him to dinner together.

Tang Xiaoge's expression is a little ugly. This phone call gives him endless pressure. If it's about his son, then he is duty bound, whether he is willing or not. But if it's about Xiaoya, then he has no way but to escape.

"No, I have something else to do in the evening. You can eat." Tang Xiaoge responded coldly, but as soon as he lost his voice, he seemed to feel a little too heartless, so he added, "next time, I'll go to see the children when I'm free. I have something else to do. Hang up first..."

"Ah Xiaoya just about to speak, Tang Xiaoge has quickly cut off the telephone line.

Listening to the busy sound in the receiver, the gentle eyes become a little depressed. The cell phone she is holding is still in bed. It seems that only in this way can she get a short vent.

Looking at the side of sleeping son, gentle eyes become a little cold, she seems to be thinking about something.

"What's the matter?" Lin Wenwen suddenly appeared at the door of the corridor and looked at Tang Xiaoge with his head sticking out. "You've come here to be lazy. I caught you! Come on, there's the last group of publicity photos. After shooting, we can finish work. "

With that, Lin Wenwen directly pulls Tang Xiaoge's sleeve to the dressing room. Tang Xiaoge is extraordinary, obedient behind Lin Wenwen, seems to be at her disposal.

After changing clothes, Tang Xiaoge stood up and was about to go to the studio. The phone on the desk rang again. He picked up his cell phone and took a look. It was gentle.

"Tang Xiaoge, hurry up..." Lin Wenwen came in from the studio in a hurry and gave him a hard punch, "would you like to cooperate with me? The director is going to attack me again later..."

Lin Wen Du mouth, a face angry appearance urged him.

Tang Xiaoge shook his head, some helplessly turned the phone to silent mode and threw it on the desk in the dressing room.

After taking the last group of photos, it happened to be 11:45 at noon. Tang Xiaoge was sitting on the sofa in the dressing room with great relief. "I'm so tired. I don't want to come any more."“ Shh... "Lin Wenwen gestured to Tang Xiaoge to speak in a low voice, so she looked around, closed the door of the dressing room in a panic, and kicked Tang Xiaoge's calf“ Ah -- "Tang Xiaoge exclaimed in surprise, covered his leg and rolled on the sofa with pain. His mouth kept complaining about Lin Wenwen," you violent maniac, if Tianyin knows that you are abusing the company's artists, you will not be fired! "“ Why are you so loud? The director hasn't left yet Lin Wenwen complained, "it's not easy. Recently, the relationship with the media has eased a lot. Don't give me any trouble!" Although Tang Xiaoge is so complaining, Lin Wenwen arranged the work, he is still the same, many of them all attended one by one. It's just that he has such a character that he basically says the same thing at the end of every work“ Ah... "Lin Wenwen chuckled, holding the armrest of the sofa close to Tang Xiaoge," will Tianyin stir me up? I don't know. But if Fang moting knows, I think I'm still worried. After all, he loves you so much. " Every time, as soon as he heard Fang moting's name, Tang Xiaoge would lose his temper. But at this moment, he seemed to be deaf. His whole body was planted in the sofa, as if frozen and stiff. Lin Wenwen always deliberately mentions Fang moting from time to time. It can be seen that Fang moting really cares about Tang Xiaoge. No matter who he is, or the emerald left by Xu Wanqing, Lin Wenwen hopes that they can relax. This is ready for Tang Xiaoge to lose his temper. Lin Wenwen grabs the armrest of the sofa. She thinks that if Tang Xiaoge loses his temper and leaves, she will kick him into the sofa and teach him a lesson. Lin Wenwen, with an evil smile on his face, seems to be waiting for Tang Xiaoge to continue to perform according to his usual mood. However, it is only after a full minute that Lin Wenwen realizes that his wishful thinking has miscalculated the time. Tang Xiaoge's heartbeat is more and more obvious, reverberating in his chest, he can't care about Fang Mo Ting or Lu Jingshen. He knew that there were only two possibilities for Lin Wenwen to be far away from him, one was to beat him up, the other was to kiss him“ Wow, how can your face be so red... "Lin Wenwen noticed that Tang Xiaoge's face was red, and he was staring at Lin Wenwen. When the door of the dressing room was gently pushed open, Lin Wenwen just reached out and wanted to touch Tang Xiaoge's forehead. Her words were a few seconds faster than her actions. Before the door was pushed open, "do you have a fever? Tomorrow's advertisement is going to go into the water!" But Lin Wenwen's hand was just taken away from the back of the chair, and the water stains on her feet caused by the makeup assistant made her feet slip instantly. In this way, her slender body fell into Tang Xiaoge's arms without accident, and her soft lips directly covered Tang Xiaoge's lips. At that moment, Tang Xiaoge's eyes widened, and the tendons on Bo's neck suddenly appeared. He grabbed the clothes beside him and was about to exert all his strength. A faint aroma of jasmine came into his breath, hot, with a trace of sweet, completely intoxicated his consciousness. Xiaoya is standing outside the door at this time, witnessing the wrong kiss. Her hand and fingernails are all sunk into the skin of her palm, and she can hardly feel the pain. A pair of eyes that have lost their original color infected by hate, with a frightening light. Then, she angrily turned to leave, leaving only the stunned and embarrassed Lin Wenwen and Tang Xiaoge. Lin Wenwen quickly got up and wiped his lips. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, just on the ground..." Lin Wenwen explained, turning over and over, but the more he explained, the more disorganized the language was and the more confused the logic was. She blushed in a hurry, and the embarrassed atmosphere almost made her faint. Tang Xiaoge's face was stunned. It took a long time for him to calm down. He was still thinking about the kiss, but his heart was still in an excited state. While he is nostalgic for that feeling, he is also worried that the tension which is not easy to ease will fall into an inexplicable embarrassment again. So when Lin Wenwen anxiously explains, Tang Xiaoge tries to wipe his lips with his cuff. Yelled, jumped up from the sofa, he pointed to Lin Wenwen, "you big girl, even take advantage of me in broad daylight, I don't care, if you don't invite me to dinner, I will never forgive you. You can kiss my young master's mouth at will. "