Holding tightly...
There is no expression, no comfort, but a tight hug is worth a thousand words.
After a while, Mo Ting suddenly sat up with Tang Ning in his arms. Just as he was about to get out of bed, Tang Ning pulled him back. Mo Ting was confused.
Tangning was like a naughty baby, totally dependent on Mo Ting.
Mo Ting turned on the bedside lamp and gently stroked Tang Ning's back with a faint smile on his lips: "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"I just want you to hold me like this." Tangning buried her head on Mo Ting's chest and acted coquettishly, "I don't want to be separated from you."
"You don't want me to accompany you to England?"
I just don't want you to be too tired...
You just don’t want me to be too tired…
In fact, both of them knew it well, but how could Mo Ting, who had gradually regarded doting on his wife as a career, really trust Tangning to go to London alone
However, he didn't tell Tangning and was waiting to surprise his little wife again.
That night, the two of them had no sleep, just holding each other and chatting until dawn.
Soon, An Zihao and Long Jie went to the Hyatt Regency to pick up Tang Ning and take her to the airport. However, before leaving, Tang Ning still clung to Mo Ting: "Wait for me..."
Mo Ting reached out and stroked Tang Ning's long hair. The wedding ring between his fingers shone brightly under the refraction of the morning light...
…
When they arrived at the airport, Long Jie suddenly realized that she had forgotten to bring her passport, but her grandfather must be taking a walk at this time, and she could not go back the same way because there was simply no time.
Tang Ning thought that the old apartment was not too far from Hai Rui, so she asked Long Jie to call Lu Che because she knew Long Jie's habit of hiding keys.
Long Jie hesitated for a moment, but work was still important, so she had no choice but to call Lu Che: "Lu Che."
"What's wrong?"
"Well... I forgot to take my passport. Can you go to my house once? The house key is hidden in the mailbox at the door. The passport should still be on the bed."
Lu Che was originally unavailable. Mo Ting still had a lot of documents waiting for him to deliver. However, if it had been anyone else, he would have told them to leave. But what Long Jie said...
No matter how troublesome he is, he can't refuse...
"Just wait." Lu Che actually knew their boarding time better than Tang Ning and others, so he immediately drove to Long Jie's apartment and successfully found the place where the keys were kept.
In fact, the furnishings in the house were not much different from when Tang Ning left. This was not the first time Lu Che came in, but he felt a special sense of nervousness without Long Jie.
Pushing the door open and entering Long Jie's room, Long Jie put her passport on the bed, but there was also a pile of bras and underwear, which Long Jie didn't have time to clean up...
Lu Che's face turned a little red, he took his passport and left quickly, because in his heart, only things belonging to his future wife could be viewed this way.
However, because he was walking too fast, Lu Che hit the foot of the chair, causing him to groan in pain.
Even when he arrived at the airport, he still seemed to be limping when walking, but he pretended to be calm.
"I'm sorry for making you run away."
"It's okay." Lu Che took out his passport, leaned against the car door and said coolly, "Have a safe journey."
Long Jie was so anxious that she didn't notice Lu Che's expression and hurriedly entered the airport. Lu Che, on the other hand, waited until the person was far away before he opened his pants and took a look. A piece of skin on his left knee was scratched off...
What a fool!
Of course, there are even more stupid ones, because the airport waiting room is on the second floor. Tangning and An Zihao completely saw Lu Che's reaction downstairs.
"The collision must have been pretty bad." An Zihao teased Lu Che while drinking coffee.
"Two wooden heads butting together, there will be fun to watch later." Tangning also smiled, but isn't the purpose of emotions to turn people into idiots and make each other do a lot of stupid things for each other? This is really sweet when I think about it.
Because she would meet fans by chance, Tangning didn't dare to walk around casually, but to her surprise, she actually saw the tall and thin man again. She bumped into the Huarong Studio reporter who Mo Ting sent her to the airport before!
Tangning's memory has always been good, especially for those with evil intentions. She can quickly remember the look in their eyes and analyze their intentions.
This time, the other party was still very polite and handed over his business card: "Ms. Tang, do you still remember me?"
"Reporter from Huarong Studio." Tangning blurted out.
Tangning didn't look at the business card, but she was able to accurately name his studio. The man was a little surprised, but it only took a moment for him to smile again: "I didn't expect to meet you here. You are attending a London fashion show this time, right? "
Tangning nodded politely towards the other party.
"Didn't we have our boyfriend last time?" The other party looked around Tang Ning and found that there was no suspicious person, so he let Tang Ning go, "Then we'll see you in London."
"What's going on?" An Zihao asked immediately, "Who was your last boyfriend?"
"Last time something happened to Hai Rui, I accompanied Mo Ting abroad. This reporter saw me getting out of Mo Ting's car, but he didn't know it was Mo Ting." Tangning explained, "I'm afraid, this week in London , It shouldn’t be too easy, someone will be watching you.”
"What are you afraid of? Mr. Mo didn't come with you..." An Zihao reassured Tangning, because he was more worried about what Lan Xi would do than this reporter.
Of course, Tang Ning would never have imagined that a studio like this would be entangled with her in the future.
…
"Tang Ning has already left for London?" Lan Xi asked Luo Hao, who was pacing in the office of Chengtian Entertainment.
"She should be on the plane now." Luo Hao replied.
"Have arrangements been made for London?"
"This time, we are looking for Korean paparazzi. They are very famous. If Tangning does anything suspicious, it is impossible to escape from their cameras." Luo Hao twirled his fingers, his face was calm and arrogant. He has always been Everyone knows what a hypocrite represents.
"Give them all the privileges... until we find what we want!" Lan Xi said sternly, and then asked Luo Hao, "We need to find a few more new people to train. There is only one Huayuan, and I really worried."
…
After a ten-hour flight, it was noon in England when Tangning and his party arrived in London.
Before Tangning got into the car, she glanced at the reporter from Huarong Studio. This man was strange. He was not a stubborn paparazzi, but he gave off a dangerous aura.
Tangning kept him on guard and never threw the reporter's business card into the trash can.
Mo Ting's call came ten minutes after Tangning got off the plane. Tangning informed her husband that she was safe and then stayed at a hotel arranged by the company.
"JK's show will be in two days. We have to go for an interview first. Although Chengtian recommends you to open the show, we can't finalize it."
"You arrange it."
"Tangning, what do you think of Lanxi's "regardless of past grudges" in sending you resources?" In fact, An Zihao had always wanted to know.