Chapter 162 (1/2)

Jiang Li shakes her head, but first she pulls the man's broad hand and touches it with her fingers. She is ambiguous but happy.

Just as men say, only a few people in the park are still staying, sitting, standing or doing exercises.

Walking hand in hand on the path of the park, the two faces are a little red.

On both sides of the tree in the moonlight is a bit of ghost like shadow, shadowy, swaying with the wind.

Even if there is street lamp lighting, Murong Hao is still a little nervous because he doesn't adapt to the dark, and his hand holding Jiang Li is also tightened.

Feeling the discomfort of the man beside her, Jiang Li was worried.

After a few more steps, she suddenly felt her stomach. ”I'm hungry.”

Murong Hao is suffering physically. Listening to her saying, it's like finding a step and making a promise.

But what to eat has become a problem.

After all, the appearance of Murong Hao's face, which is well known by the public, is bound to cause only crowding and news.

Jiang Li glanced at the man and told him to go back to the car and sit for a while. She took her wallet, put her hat on her head, and hurried to the nearby convenience store.

When Murong Hao saw her leave, he quickly poked the button with his fingers until all the lights in the car were on, and then he took a breath.

Although it was much better than before, he was still uncomfortable at night.

Jiang Li bought a package of snacks, looked at Murong Hao and resolutely handed over the only healthy sandwich.

”Don't challenge the bottom line of your stomach. There are vegetables and meat to eat.”

Murong Hao glanced at her bag of food, and then looked at the sandwich he was swallowing. His expression was depressed.

”Not enough. One more.” Jiang Li saw that he was looking at herself and quickly threw another sandwich, with a smile in her eyes.

In the dark, Jiang Li looks at someone sitting in the co pilot's seat with an ugly expression, and her smile gradually climbs to the end of her eyes.

If Murong Hao, who is afraid of the dark, comes home, it's basically delusional. She's still self reliant.

After all, I haven't touched the car for a while, so I'm unavoidably unfamiliar with it.

The half-hour journey, which should have been half an hour, was just more than an hour by Jiang Li's driving skills. Murong Hao was so anxious that she dared not say anything. Even if she said something seriously, she left herself on the side of the road.

”I'm very happy with today's date, but don't come out so late in the future.”

When she got home, Jiang Li looked at the sign in front of her and said to Murong Hao.

The man frowned, but when he heard her next sentence, he began to relax.

”I'm afraid you'll suffer.” Jiang Li added slowly, with a very light voice.

Back to the villa upstairs, Murong Hao has been bending the corners of his mouth, obviously in the right mood.

Jiang Li watched him go upstairs, then she turned and walked to the kitchen.

Snacks in the end is not as good as dinner, put aside in the stomach for a short time to digest almost.

As soon as she opened the refrigerator, her hand didn't touch the milk bottle. Suddenly, a hand crossed in front of her and grabbed it by herself.

”You and the young master have gone on a date?”

Ah Qing helped her put the milk in the microwave oven and warmed it up. She kept on talking.

Originally, I heard that the young master didn't plan to come back tonight. She still wanted to tell Jiang Li. Who knows, she went out with her.

That's why I have to come back!

Jiang Li blushed and coughed. She turned around and looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator seriously, studying what to eat for a while.

Seeing that she didn't want to say it, ah Qing no longer asked. He said with an ambiguous smile, ”go to the table and sit there. Alas, you can still be hungry when you go out with the young master. I really convince you.”

It seems that she deliberately sighed with emotion. Then she saw Jiang Li staring at herself and quickly went to open the hearth.

The next day, when she arrived at the crew, Jiang Li obviously felt that everyone's eyes were full of envy.

It was not until the director asked Murong Hao about her recent situation that she realized that everyone's attitude changed a lot because they were aiming at someone to meet them yesterday.

Because of their work, they often get together less and get away more, which is in line with the potential rules in the entertainment industry.

Maybe it's because we don't have much time to be close to each other. Although we love each other in our hearts, we still have questions face to face about how much we like each other.

In a hurry, it was the first snow of this year.

Snowflakes are not big, falling on the shoulder, turned into a pool of cold water, disappeared.

When it snowed, Jiang Li was just ready to shoot a kiss with the leading actor in the cast.

Originally, it was said that it was an excuse, but the snowflake suddenly fell on the actor's nose. He moved a little and stuck it on Jiang Li's lips.

Shooting is still in progress, Jiang Li bear the impulse to push people away, forced to take this one time.

When the shooting was over, the actor looked at her and laughed vaguely. He didn't know what he had misunderstood.

Since taking over the play, Jiang Li hasn't made a real kiss with the actor.Suddenly from the borrow into a real kiss, her heart is really not so good.

Jiang Li is very conservative. If it is not for the particularity of the plot, she will never have too much physical contact with the actor, because she always feels that it is disrespect for Murong Hao.

Milan see her face is not good, think of just that actor's expression, heart hesitant to tell idol.

”I'll go to the bathroom.”

Without taking the water from her, Jiang Li walked in the opposite direction with a low voice. The sticky feeling from her mouth made her feel like vomiting.

Muronghao stood on the balcony, looking at the snow, relaxed.

Recalling all kinds of things last night, the corners of his mouth went up uncontrollably, showing his good mood at a glance.

There were still books on the table that he had not finished reading. The window opened a little bit, allowing the noisy wind to blow in, and opening a few pages that he had never read.

The sky turns from blue to yellow, and it is very natural for nature's magic hand to transform it.