Chapter 183: You can't fall asleep because you miss me (1/3)
After two days of filming in the crew, Qiao Yimo made time to follow Mo Nan to Lizhou.
On a late-night flight, she was lying in her seat looking at the script, while Mo Nan next to her kept eating.
Frowning, Qiao Yimo couldn't help it, squinted at her, and complained, "That's enough, I really liked this drama by watching it. When I thought that the author was you, I was in a moment of no mood. You got on the plane. Just been eating, how hungry are you?"
Mo Nan didn't care either, took a drink and swallowed what was in his mouth, and said comfortably: "It's not all to blame. Recently, I have been living in your house with a big appetite. I used to just think about losing weight, never knowing that good food is. The most can't live up to this world, this young lady is now going to eat back all the things she left behind."
"..."
Qiao Yimo gazed at her for a moment, and suddenly guessed suspiciously: "You haven't gotten out of Senior Ning's affairs yet, are you? That's why you fell so badly."
This girl is too abnormal recently. In order to lose weight, she didn't even dare to drink coffee.
"Have a relationship with him? I'm hungry to eat something, do you think too much?" Mo Nan glared at her dissatisfiedly, and then continued to eat, "Because that pair of dogs and men I have no job now. I dare not tell my parents, you say I am not miserable, and you can care so much if you eat something to supplement.
Qiao Yimo frowned, really unbearable, put down the script, took away all the food in front of her, and said coldly: "I can't see you make it up like this. You haven't noticed that your small face has been rounded recently. Is it too much? What about your beauty? Did you pursue the belief in beauty before? A senior Ning beat you to the end, it's a shame."
"Ah, Qiao Yimo, how can you do this, I want to eat!" Mo Nan was afraid of quarreling others, grabbed her arm and whispered, gritted his teeth, "To be beautiful is a fart, and my old lady doesn't expect this face to work. I don’t expect to please a man, and there is no handsome guy in my family who makes me want to be beautiful. Why should I wrong myself? Give it to me, I want to eat!"
Qiao Yimo couldn't hear the sourness in her words and sneered, "If you envy me, you can find one by yourself. Without the nourishment of a man, you will almost become a mad woman now."
"Envy you?" Mo Nan suddenly curled his lips and rolled his eyes.
In the past, "Although I admire the handsomeness and ability of your man, I really don’t envy you at all for your life. That kind of man may just be more comfortable when it’s cold. No matter how hot it is, the fire will melt. Indestructible."
Qiao Yimo was quiet for a moment, and his eyes were quiet, not knowing what he was thinking.
Mo Nan blinked, looked at her, and then helped her smirk, "I'm talking about it, don't go to your heart, you two sleep a piece every day that can always be hot. If you can't do it, it's even more impossible for others. Don’t worry too much.”
Qiao Yimo sighed and turned his eyes to look at her helplessly, "Are you comforting me? If I really leave him when I turn around, I will definitely go with you."
"You can't stand up to me? Don't you have a lot of spare tires waiting to be picked up?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo didn't want to talk to her anymore, asked the flight attendant to take down all the food, and started to recite her script again.
[It hurts when I love him, and it hurts when I don’t love him, so why don’t I choose to love him? In this way, at least the word that sounds quite sacred is between us...】
It's really hard to imagine that this line was written by the woman next to her.
Mo Nan yawned and waved his hand, "I'm going to sleep after I'm full and drink enough. When I turn around, call me."
After that, she put the seat down, covered her head and fell asleep with a blanket.
Qiao Yimo's brows moved slightly.
The whole cabin was suddenly quiet, and the window was pitch dark. She read it silently for a while, and suddenly Fu Sinian's handsome face appeared in her mind, and it became clearer and clearer.
What is he doing now
Have you rested
After a while, she couldn't help but took out her mobile phone and sent a message via WeChat.
[Si Nian, are you asleep? 】
Staring at the screen, I waited for three minutes. The screen went black several times, but I didn't see a response.
Qiao Yimo gave up lost and was about to put his mind on the script, and the phone shook.
She opened with a little excitement, but there were only four words, 【still working. 】
[Can't you do it tomorrow? It's late, let's rest... Huh? 】
The tone was a bit coquettish and coquettish.
After a pause for a few seconds, a string of text was sent over there, "I'm not here for one night, so you can't stand loneliness?" need me
Make a call, let you listen to the sound and make it yourself? 】
This tone can be said to be very vivid. Qiao Yimo's face blushed immediately and could bleed, but half of it was angry.
This man can't see that she cares about him
Going back to the top and re-reading the text she had sent, she swallowed, her little blushing deeper.
Hmmm... It's a bit fascinating, but she doesn't mean anything else, is she to blame her for her innocence, or to blame him for his nasty
Not daring to continue talking with him, Qiao Yimo moved his finger and quickly returned to the past, [It's too late, you can rest early. 】
There was silence for a while, and a sentence jumped out over there, "It's so late, don't you mean you can't sleep because you think about me? 】
With a joking tone, his expression appeared in Qiao Yimo's mind.
He was hesitant to tell him that he was on the plane.
After a long while, she replied: [I miss you, but I didn't fall asleep. 】
When the skin in front of him was thick to a certain extent, Qiao Yimo stopped being stingy at all to express his love for him.
[You really have no shame. 】
Qiao Yimo stared at the front for a few seconds, then sighed, "I won't disturb you anymore, please rest quickly, not too late. 】
After sending, there is no more reply.
She stared at the phone for a moment, and closed her eyes sleepily.
At this time, on the phone side, Fu Sinian was sitting on the sofa in the suite, with a notebook on the coffee table in front of him, and he was indeed working.
The big suite smelled of coldness and loneliness. His eyes stayed on the phone in his hand for a few seconds, the corners of his lips curled up, and he continued to tap the keyboard lazily.
A few seconds later, the moment the screen lights up, his gaze shifts, and then the vibration starts to sound.
The drooping eyelids constricted the expression of the eyes, picked them up casually, pressed to switch on, "Hey."
Rong Feng's lazy voice came out, "Where are you now?"
"Kyoto, what's the matter?"
"Business trip?" Rong Feng frowned slightly, "It's really time for you to rush."
Fu Sinian twisted his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"
Rong Feng said lightly: "I'll book you a flight ticket for tomorrow morning to Lizhou. I will meet you over there."
Fu Sinian's brows wrung deeper, and he was silent for two seconds without asking much, but he muttered, "Yeah."
(End of this chapter)