Chapter 152 (2/2)
”There's a traffic jam.”
No matter how many explanations there are, it's just a cover up. Jiang Li can only say it lightly, and then she urges Miller.
If you slow down a few more steps, who knows what the selfish ghost will be like?
I have to say that watching Murong Hao shoot is a kind of enjoyment.
Even outside the film, with all kinds of props, men have a way to make people immediately focus all their attention on him and go crazy for his performance.
Jiang Li saw it seriously, until the end of the work, she was still immersed in the agony of the hero, unable to extricate herself for a long time.
”Your orange juice.”
When the man came back to her, her tall height blocked most of the sun. Jiang Li came back and handed in the juice that Miller had just handed over.
Originally, the angry eyes disappeared just because of her words.
Murong Hao looked at her head down, did not look at himself, lips micro movement, unexpectedly is to think of two people first met, can not help laughing.
At that time, she was really bold.
”What are you laughing at? If you don't drink it, it's mine. ”
The juice in front of him suddenly came back. Murong Hao stretched his hand forward and snatched it back directly.
”Who says I don't drink!”
The Adam's apple glides up and down with the juice. He drinks fiercely. Jiang Li looks at it and laughs.
This guy, no one robbed him!
But in a few seconds, the juice is at the end. Murong Hao sees Jiang Li turn around to get other things and quickly drags her back.
”It's on me what you want to eat.”
Jiang Li glanced at him and wanted to say that she was not hungry, but looking at his expectant eyes, she could only swallow the words back.
It's not easy to have a sign of reconciliation. Can't she take the initiative to cut it off?
”How about big food stalls?”
Maybe every time I go out, I eat those delicacies. Jiang Li, the grass root, is more and more nostalgic for the food on the street.
She thinks it's true that delicious food is among the people.
But the voice did not fall, immediately someone objected.
”No! You want to send Hao Hao to the hospital! ”
The old man's saying is that it's not clean and you're not sick after eating, but it doesn't work here in muronghao.
Jiang Li was reminded by Miller, but also thought of the first painful experience, just raised the smiling face gradually collapsed.
”It's up to you.”
Instead of spending her happy world in a hospital, she would rather endure the boredom of an elegant environment.
Murong Hao is actually very curious about what Jiang Li said about the big gear, ”I said I'll treat you, just eat that kind of gear.”
”Haohao, your stomach!”
Miller smell speech, also don't care for someone to look at, come forward to directly hold Murong Hao's arm, a face bitter color.
Most of the seafood stalls on the street are not clean. If something goes wrong, there are still a lot of events to be shelved in the follow-up shooting.
Who will take the responsibility then!
”I'll make my own decisions about my business, so leave it alone.”
Knowing that Miller was thinking for himself, Murong Hao didn't scold him severely.
”I don't think so. You still have a job. I'm sorry if something happens. Next time, wait for next time, I'll treat you
Looking at the side of Miller expression tangled poor, Jiang Li also joined the persuasion team.
Although it's a pity, she can't think about herself before the big right and wrong.
In the end, Jiang Li's words played a role. Although Murong Hao was not very happy, he didn't insist on it any more.”You said, when my work is over, take me to the big stall.”
Murong Hao confirms with Jiang Li again and again. Only when he hears her promise can he feel relieved.
They finally went to a western restaurant not far away. Although they didn't talk much, they were very harmonious.
The propaganda of ”continued crime” is in full swing. At the same time, the new songs on the Internet are the first to listen, especially the infatuated song by Jiang Li and Murong Hao.
Its fiery degree is no worse than BOT's new music.
Jiang Li is popular again because of her new songs. Some people say that she has strong strength to make progress in the sea, land and air industry, but others say that it is the effect of backstage support.
As the prince of ya, he will know some decisions behind the scenes first. After all, who dares to fight him?
Murong Hao seldom comes to the company, but he rushes in early this morning and goes straight to the top.
”Murong Zun, what's your idea?”
Ya representative office, Murong Hao slapped his hands on the table, staring at the evil man in front of the old God, a face of resentment.
”Don't you know how to knock? Or do I have to teach you? ”
At first glance, Murong zunshang's peach blossom eyes are very similar to Murong Hao's, but they are more dark than him.
His angry question in exchange for the other side's understatement, Murong Hao was angry and directly swept all the documents on his desk to the ground.
”I tell you, don't move ginger! Not even a hair! Otherwise, I don't mind playing with you. ”
Probably stimulated by each other's calmness, Murong Hao smiles instead of anger. He straightens up and looks at each other. There is a wave of light in his black eyes.
”When did your taste get so low?”
Murong obeys the words, a faint smile, accompany that pair of charming eyes, always feel a kind of strange feeling.
Because of his sneer, the temperature in the room drops. Even if the hot air outside the window is steaming, it can't warm the cold inside.
Silence, like poison gas, has been spreading until Murong Hao's mobile phone rings.
The abrupt singing is melodious in the room, like a sharp sword, sharp and stinging.
”Don't answer the phone? It could be your girlfriend
Murong Hao glared at each other, and then picked up the cell phone in the innocent expression of each other.
Just as Murong said, it's Jiang Li's call.
He looked at the name that flashed over and over again, and was silent for a long time before he pressed connect.
The other end of the phone was obviously waiting for a long time. As soon as I heard his breath, I couldn't wait to speak.
”Muronghao, is it your idea to let me release the album?”