Hearing the movement, Fu Xingye turned his head and bends his lips imperceptibly at the moment he saw Nie Changhuan. Before he could react, his feet had already moved towards Nie Changhuan. When he realized it, he Already standing in front of Nie Changhuan.
Nie Changhuan was looking up at him.
The makeup on Nie Changhuan’s face is very delicate and concise. I don’t know if the makeup artist is superb or Nie Changhuan’s face is too delicate and perfect. Looking at her at this moment, it really looks like a painted skin.
Fu Xingye's eyes accidentally fell on her little scarlet mouth. As soon as her Adam's apple rolled, she subconsciously withdrew her gaze. As a result, he didn't grasp the angle properly and looked into her slightly open white shirt neckline...
Fu Xingye shifted to the beginning and moved back soon, looking only at Nie Changhuan’s eyes: "Are you finished?"
Seeing his thin lips opening and closing, Nie Changhuan felt an unspeakable emotion in her heart. She didn't even hear what he was talking about. She thought he was calling his name, so she hummed.
Fu Xingye looked sideways at the food piled up on the table, and turned to the staff who came out with Nie Changhuan just now: "Take care of Nie Changhuan, I asked the western restaurant next to it to take out some food. Everyone came over and tasted it. , His home tastes very good."
Although he spoke the kind of emphasis he was used to in a high position, Nie Changhuan could clearly feel his unprecedented kindness and patience to these strangers now.
When the photographer and his team saw him, they were uncontrollable and cautious. When he greeted him, the photographer and others hurriedly bent over and nodded: "Okay, thank you, thank you, you are so polite!"
The photographer first walked over, first glanced at the gentleman-like chef standing aside, and then at the exquisite food on the table that was expensive at first glance. When his thoughts turned, he suddenly thought of this person standing. The chef next to me is the head chef of a famous western restaurant in Whale City!
With this table, coupled with the direct delivery of other chefs, Fu Xingye's phrase "try what you want" is nothing casual at all!
The photographer leaned over to his stunned little assistant and whispered: "Take your heart away, you are out of play."
The little assistant scratched his head, turned to look at Fu Xingye and Nie Changhuan, and said with a smile: "There is only this gentleman who is worthy of Miss Nie."
That's what I said, but the little assistant still felt very sad, and couldn't help but look back at Nie Changhuan.
At that time, Fu Xingye was talking to Nie Changhuan with his head down. Nie Changhuan hesitated and nodded.
Afterwards, Nie Changhuan stepped over and greeted the few people who were eating Zhenghuan, and then stepped away.
Fu Xingye followed closely behind.
When the two of them got out of the building where the studio was located, Nie Changhuan listened to the sound of footsteps that had been half a step behind him. He turned his heart back and asked him: "No need to do this next time, it's too costly."
Fu Xingye didn't expect that she suddenly turned around to say this, lowered her eyes slightly and nodded obediently: "If you don't like it, I will pay attention next time."
"..." Nie Changhuan remembered his old manner of inviting others to eat just now, but now he always looks low and pleasing in front of him, and he feels a little uncomfortable inexplicably.
Fu Xingye was still walking beside him, and he didn't know whether he was too tall or too strong. Nie Changhuan always felt a sense of oppression. This sense of oppression enveloped her, making her try hard every step of the way. Make up the topic.
Fu Xingye spends money and laboriously, it is all because of her Nie Changhuan, she can't even give a word of thanks, but also blame others.
However, it has been more than ten seconds since the topic just now ended. Both of them walked for nearly a hundred meters. It seemed strange to mention it again abruptly. Nie Changhuan simply gave up and talked again, with a sense of self-defeating. In it.
So the two of them walked to the parking lot in silence. Originally, Nie Changhuan was still entangled. If Fu Xingye said he wanted to take him home, whether he refused to be better or not to refuse. As a result, the two of them had not walked to the parking lot. The bell rang.
A hint of impatience flashed between Fu Xingye's eyebrows, and the hint of impatience instantly turned gloomy after he took out the phone and looked at the screen.
He didn't answer it until the bell rang for the third time. Nie Changhuan glanced at his trouser pocket with his mobile phone in it, and said softly, "Maybe the other party is in a hurry. Pick it up first. I'll wait for you."
After speaking, Nie Changhuan walked away quickly.
Fu Xingye stood on the spot and spoke after several seconds: "You say one by one... I know, don't worry... Okay, I'll be back soon."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Xingye squeezed the phone tightly, as if wishing to crush the phone with his bare hands!
It wasn't until he noticed that Nie Changhuan, who was already far away, was looking at him, that he suddenly let go of his five fingers, and the gloom on his face disappeared in an instant.
Nie Changhuan glanced at the phone in his hand, stood there and stopped moving, as if he was exploring and waiting for him.
Fu Xingye calmed down and walked to Nie Changhuan a few steps.
Nie Changhuan just saw his expression when he answered the phone, and instantly understood, so when he approached her, she took the lead and said, "If you are in a hurry, go ahead. This is not far from Jiangzhou. I can go back by myself."
Fu Xingye only hesitated for a second or two, then nodded: "Then be careful yourself."
Nie Changhuan nodded, and then watched Fu Xingye's pace getting faster and faster. After he got into the car and started, the car quickly disappeared from his sight.
Nie Changhuan turned around and walked deep into the parking apron while opening the bag and touching the car key. She had already walked out for a long distance. Only then did she remember that she was waiting for Fu Xingye to pick herself up so late that she had to take the subway. Yes, I didn't drive at all.
But now, Fu Xingye showed up in a hurry and left because of a phone call, she still had to find a way to go home by herself.
Thinking of this, Nie Changhuan couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed, laughing at himself as Lei Yunqi had said, it was really easy to heal the scar and forget the pain.
When Nie Changhuan turned around, the expression on her face returned to that cold look. She was in a bad mood, and she was no longer in a hurry, so she stopped squeezing the subway. Instead, she called for a car with her mobile phone. Back home.
When she walked in, Xia Guo was lying on the sofa watching a variety show. When she turned her head and saw her, she immediately bounced off the sofa!
"How was the shooting today? Was it going well?"
Nie Changhuan concealed his exhaustion and nodded with a smile; "How is Zhenger's reconciliation?"
"All doing homework in their respective rooms!" Xia Guo retired into the sofa, "By the way, someone called you just now, and when you get home, give him a pass."