With a hand groping on the back, holding the girl's slightly cold palm, wrapping it, pulling it forward, the other party obediently stuck it up, and exhaled in his ears like a blue orchid: "Hate ~~"

"Get up and help me get my clothes." Duan Wanqing kissed her. "I'm hungry. I'll take you out to dinner."

The other girl looked at them with her chin on her side, and smiled sweetly.

*****

Wearing a hat and mask to get out of the car door, the sky was almost dark, but the Mid-levels Hotel is still brightly lit, and the hotel's pagoda-like roof tiles are transparently illuminated by the lights.

Luo Ding was a little speechless: "It took me to drive here for so long?"

Duan Xiubo held his hand, and the hand holding the brim under the night did not lower down: "It is not safe in the urban area. There is good law and order here, and there are few idlers. I have a card for the top restaurant for dating. The best. "

Luo Ding broke free. Duan Xiubo held his hand tightly. He didn't insist anymore, but just smiled and teased him deliberately: "It's just going out for a meal. How can it be a date?"

Duan Xiubo raised his eyebrows, approached a few steps, and flicked his collar with his fingers. His eyes were very dangerous: "Do you deliberately pick out new clothes to wear just for a meal?" The two smiled at each other, Duan Xiu Bo's hand slowly moved to the side of Luo Ding's face, his fingers ran gently over his earlobe, his gaze swept down at the flashing lights next to the parking lot.

When they released their holding hands, they walked side by side towards the hotel, their hearts flickered by the loss, but they were soon covered by the novelty of the date.

Duan Xiubo familiarly took Luo Ding through the lobby to find the VIP elevator. The waiter in the elevator seemed to be there all the year round. When he saw him, he was not surprised, and bowed slightly: "Mr. Duan."

Duan Xiubo must come often, pushed Luo Ding back to let him into the elevator, and then said to the other party, "Go to the top floor."

If it wasn't for half a month's vacation enough for him to rest, Luo Ding said that he would not come here. Compared to Duan Xiubo, Luo Ding has rarely had the opportunity to go out for fun, not only because of his business image, but also because no time is the biggest reason. He was too busy. After decades of doing so in his last life, busyness almost became a living habit. A laziness was already a luxurious luxury for him. When he climbed to the top, he saw the geometric shape of the glass ceiling. In the restaurant, Luo Ding fell into a dream.

He stood there and raised his head with a long sigh of relief.

The spicy scent of pepper in the air raised his eyebrows: "It ’s fragrant, is it Sichuan? I can't eat spicy food."

"I asked Mao Xiaorun. Occasionally, eating a moderately spicy meal would not have much effect on the throat, not to mention the album has been recorded, and you do n’t have to sing for at least three months." There are not many people in the restaurant, and the light is relatively Dark, Duan Xiubo pushed him to the far side, and sighed, "Where do you look like a 20-year-old? You push yourself too tightly, sometimes you do n’t have to follow the rules." Do n’t say others Luo Ding, even Gu Yaxing, who most hopes that the artist is sensible and obedient, feels a bit off. Duan Xiubo sometimes asked him about Luo Ding, and he often asked him if the company was putting too much pressure on Luo Ding, which led him to slacken his string all year round.

"Relax," seeing Luo Ding seems to have some worries, Duan Xiubo comforted, "The Chinese restaurant in this hotel is a must-try Sichuan cuisine, the peppers and peppers are shipped directly from the place of origin, chef He is a native of Sichuan and is also very famous in his own locality. He is sure of the plan. After eating, drink a glass of milk and eat a few mangosteens, and you will have nothing to keep. "

Luo Ding then relaxed and looked at him helplessly: "How do you know that I like to eat Sichuan food?"

Duan Xiubo narrowed his eyes at him: "Guess."

Luo Ding could not guess. He rarely complains about dietary problems. He always eats everything. He listens to Duan Xiubo and says, "Did you remember that when we were filming, the crew gave you a big egg? The rice was misplaced, and it became a spicy chicken rice. The logistics person came to you to change it. Although you opened the lid and looked at the rice without moving the chopsticks, your eyes kept saying, 'My spicy chicken and my spicy chicken. '... "

"Go!" Luo Ding smiled and pushed him. Although it looks very unpleasant, I am very happy that Duan Xiubo remembers the little details about himself so long ago. I don't have much strength on my hand. However, Duan Xiubo took the opportunity to turn around in two steps and grabbed his wrist to pull it up.

Duan Wanqing hasn't returned to China for many years. There are only a few Chinese restaurants that make delicious food abroad, and few of them are authentic. What can I do if I don't have a good meal when I return to China? With a glove, he grabbed an oily, spicy and pungent lamb chop, ignoring the image, and a table in front was filled with various Sichuan dishes , The two girls holding each other and holding each other are not exclusive to spicy food, and each person eats a piece of beef and chews it slowly.

He was sweating directly, but he couldn't stop his mouth, and just chopped two bowls of rice with the lamb chop Xili snoring. Duan Wanqing, who had not tasted such a hearty taste for a long time, relieved his breath.

The dining room is very spacious and unique in design. The dome is all combined with transparent brackets and glass. The shapes and angles are weird, but the cleansing every day is spotless. Every night, color and advent, various strange arcs of glass refract the starlight, making the sky look as big as two in the field of vision.

He leaned back in his chair and began to admire the starlight, thinking of his coming back to his country, somewhat sighing.

When he got old, he was not as happy as he thought.

Watching his 20-year-old wife holding a child like Cupid with a bare **** on the window of a church, his facial features were nothing like him. Duan Wanqing, who was a bit tired of his marriage after the honeymoon period of the newlyweds, always felt weak .

Well, a successful replica, his veins flow in the veins, and the better he should be, the better. Looking at Duan Xiubo, the pictures from childhood to age are carved in a mold with him, his features, body shape, and even the perseverance of persuasion. This is what his son looks like. A few days ago when I saw my eldest son, Duan Wanqing was also disappointed. The other person looked very similar to Yu Yanjuan, and sometimes the small expressions inadvertently made him cold.

Duan Wanqing, who always does what he wants, does not plan to walk too much with his eldest son. He mainly returned to find Duan Xiubo.

He couldn't be reached by phone, and he didn't communicate with each other during the festival. The impression that this son gave him almost faded. When I met the other party in the bar last time, Duan Wanqing wanted to take the rare opportunity to announce his sovereignty as a father, but until the other party left, his feet seemed to be shackled to restrain his actions.

He can't move this leg.

If you don't know why Duan Xiubo blame him, it is completely nonsense, Duan Wanqing is not mentally handicapped. However, he has always been impatient with children, and when he was playing fiercely with his lover, he didn't want to affect the relationship between the two because of the little things of the child. But when he got out of Wenrou Township and prepared to take charge of this child, the other party had grown up quickly enough to be his own uniqueness when he didn't know it, and even at an early age he offered to go to boarding school.

Peace of mind! Why don't you agree, Duan Wanqing is simply happy to die.

But if he knew that the child would never return once he went there, he would not agree with anything he said.

The son flew away as soon as his wings hardened. He has never contacted himself since then, which made Duan Wanqing, who had been waiting for the child's head to fall and bleed back, suddenly dumbfounded. The secretary who managed its private property told him a few years later that someone would make a monthly deposit into the account, the amount was getting larger and larger, and after two years, it suddenly ended.

This sum totaled 700,000 US dollars. It was also from that time that Duan Wanqing realized how determined Duan Xiubo was to leave him. Watching his son emerge in Hollywood gradually, starting to see his face in the growing productions, watching him grow from a statusless little artist to a big star. Duan Wanqing was also panicked, so he would marry a pregnant woman again after so many years.

After the child was born, he regretted it. Unlike him who likes to cry again, it would take at least another 20 years for him to be pulled up at such a young age. How many more years does he have? The little wife after marriage was not as supple as before, and she was in a posture to tie him to the waist of his pants.

It's boring.

The two girls who eat next have to deliberately start with the girl who has developed the most beautiful side and is no different from what he has encountered before. Duan Wanqing's eyes glanced at the restaurant boredly, and he was thinking that he should go to the company to meet Duan Xiubo directly Let the eldest son be a middleman to pass on the message. Then when he looked at the entrance of the restaurant, he said that he could not move anything.

He recognized that his ability was first-rate, and Luo Ding was so impressed that Sophia did not complete the task and came back ashamed to see him. Duan Wanqing was simply surprised, surprised that there are still men in the world who can reject Sophia.

Then he turned around and noticed that a man wearing a mask was walking beside Luo Ding. On closer inspection, his waist straightened.

It takes no time!

Eyes locked on the other side, seeing that the other side was led into a private independent seat, Duan Wanqing narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to attract the waiter.

"Does that gentleman come here often?"

The waiter froze and whispered, "I'm sorry, I can't tell you this."

Duan Wanqing pulled out his wallet and took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills and stuffed it into his jacket pocket. "I don't know much about it, but I also learn to work occasionally."

The other party was frightened by him, and quickly took out the money and put it on the table, whispered an apology and ran away.

Duan Wanqing: "..."

Szechuan cuisine is really delicious. After Luo Ding set the chopsticks, his head couldn't be lifted. The spicy and smooth fish fillets were picked without a thorn, and the pepper and pepper were full of mouth. This makes Luo Ding who is forced to quit spicy for a long time almost satisfied. After not singing in the last life, he desperately tried to find something delicious for himself. After tasting the taste of food, let's restore this dull life. Not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Duan Xiubo watched him eat. The original candlestick on the table was probably for fear of creating an ambiguous atmosphere. It was just accepted by the waiter. It was a pity that he thought about when he would have a candlelight dinner at home.

Think about how difficult he is. Is candlelight dinner with instant noodles?

The pictures of Luo Ding bowing his fishbone are very pleasing to him.

I can't stop my smile.

Looking up at him, Luo Ding smiled, "What are you laughing at?"

Duan Xiubo slowly covered his left hand resting on the table, his eyes seemed to be filled with a hot spring filled with hot air: "I don't know, just happy."

Luo Ding was silent for a moment, held his backhand, and lowered his head to continue eating.

Duan Xiubo was painful and happy. Luo Ding held his right hand, and he couldn't eat. But he did not want to take out his hand ... Forget it, just hold it. Szechuan food can be eaten anytime, but the hand can't be held anytime, anywhere.

After a slow meal, neither of them seemed to want to end the date hastily, and sat reluctantly for a while after the meal. It was almost ten o'clock before the boss got up and left reluctantly.

The road blocked was completely unexpected. In fact, Luo Ding had a certain hunch when he saw the man in the elegant coat at the entrance of the elevator. He immediately turned around and looked at Duan Xiubo. After Duan Xiubo got out of his seat, he put on a mask and couldn't see his expression, but the momentum around him suddenly became tense.

Duan Wanqing's complex eyes locked on two people side by side, his eyes fell on Luo Ding's face, and he slowly looked at Duan Xiubo again.

Duan Xiubo didn't stop, watching the other party standing at the VIP elevator entrance, pulling Luo Ding and heading for the ordinary elevator.

"Stop!" Duan Wanqing's voice was thick and terrifying with his anger, "You're not a filial son!"

Duan Xiubli ignored him, as if he hadn't heard it at all. Watching him press the elevator button neatly, Duan Wanqing was dumbfounded, and chased his sleeves in a few steps: "I let you stand and hear me ?!"

Luo Ding frowned, and took a step forward to protect Duan Xiubo behind him. The grand momentum and Duan Wanqing were tit-for-tat: "Sir, calm down."

Duan Wanqing froze, and Luo Ding and his imagination were not quite the same when he was in close contact: "I am his father!"

Sure enough, the guesswork was verified.

Luo Ding turned back to see Duan Xiubo. Duan Xiubo shook his shoulder slowly but firmly and shook his head. Seeing that the elevator was still on the ground floor without moving, Duan Xiubo recovered his sanity after a short impulse and would protect him. In front of Luo Ding, his voice and eyes were cold: "What do you want?"

Is this something to say to someone who is a father? !!

Duan Wanqing was furious, but he didn't dare to look upset in the upper section of Xiubo, and he froze again and again, his face changed in green and white: "... I am your father, are you talking to your father like that?"

Duan Xiubo looked at him from the corner of his eyes. There must be something wrong with this man's self-awareness. He didn't lose face: "I will support you when you are old. We do n’t need to meet until then."

"What are you talking about !?"

"Isn't it enough to support you?"

"I lack your money ?!"

"That's better." The elevator arrived, Duan Xiubo pushed Luo Ding first, and he kept up with him next time, and even his eyes owed one: "Anyway, my expenses have been returned to you since childhood, and the sperm is also in accordance with the bank The price is doubled and we don't need to meet again in the future. "

The scene of this meeting was too different from the plan. Until the elevator left, Duan Wanqing was still standing still a bit lost. For years, he has not seen Duan Xiubo completely different from the child in his memory. In front of the other side, he can't get any cheaper. Instead, he is easily furious with a few words. This made him imagine that Duan Xiubo was touched by Luo Ding because of the picture with Luo Ding. He was so guilty that Duan Wanqing stayed there for a while and stood still for a while, until the waiter in the restaurant watched him for a long time. He stood still and greeted him before pulling him back to his senses.

Duan Wanqing, who had no confidence in his son, was even more ignorant.

Thinking back just now that Luo Ding subconsciously protected Duan Xiubo behind him, Duan Wanqing frowned and returned to the window and fell into deep thought.

*****

Yuantou Qing hugged a volume of resumes printed with her shooting experience, bowed her head, and hurried away. He was dressed in style but was a little sturdy, and his face was a little bit astringent. Although his facial features were extremely beautiful, he didn't seem to stand out among the crowds because of his poor temperament.

He was fast but orderly, taking every step very resolutely, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His gaze hovered in the air all the time. After passing his destination far away, he found that he had gone too far, and hurriedly turned around and returned hurriedly, looking around with embarrassment. He seemed afraid that people around him would laugh at him, deliberately leaning on his waist and pretending to be full of energy, but the movement of pushing his glasses from time to time still showed the tension he couldn't hide.

"card!"

Tang Ruirui's voice interrupted the embarrassing atmosphere that emanated from Luo Ding as the center. The group performance burst out. Luo Ding stood with his eyes closed and let people make up his makeup. After a while, he heard Tang Ruiru's satisfied voice: Fine, this one is over. "

Everyone was relieved.

The outdoor weather has started to warm up a bit, but Luo Ding has to wear a thick cotton robe because of the characters in the play. When he took off his clothes, he breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the car, and saw Duan Xiubo sitting in the The car was holding a thermos cup in a daze.

The sweet aroma of longan Chenpi soup cooked by Wu Fangyuan was floating out of the thermos cup. Seeing the other person in a daze, Luo Ding pulled the cup out.

Duan Xiubo suddenly thought: "Well? Are you ready to shoot?"

Luo glanced afterwards, and the crew members came and went trying to point at the car, not to mention the scene was shot on the street, and there were many passersby who were separated from the distance to watch. He had to get in the car and close the door, and touched Duan Xiubo's forehead with a little worry: "You have been absent-minded recently."

Duan Xiubo grabbed his hand and kept rubbing it in the palm of his palm, it seemed that he could bring some strength to himself. After a long while, I smiled bitterly: "I'm fine."

"Don't miss your dad, right?" Luo Ding didn't believe it. Duan Xiubo's state has lasted since he saw his father at the Mid-level Hotel that day. I don't usually see anything, but I'm just dazed when I'm free. People can't help worrying about his mental condition.

Duan Xiubo sighed, slowly shook his head, and heard Wu Fangyuan knocking gently on the door: "Ading, Duan, get ready for the next game."

There are not many scenes at the door, and there are only a few scenes in the total. One Song and Yuan applied for a job and entered the company, one Chi Yong and Song Yuan met for the first time. The second game naturally will be Duan Xiubo and Luo Ding together.

Su Shengbai was sitting quietly in a soft woolen scarf. Since the start of the show, he hasn't seen Luoding talk much. Luo Ding didn't know what was wrong with him, but it was also a good thing for him to get rid of Su Shengbai's intimate attack. Since it is a good thing, then there is no need to dig into it.

The group performance is in place, and this shot is not too difficult, but in the end there is a close-up shot to capture facial expressions. It may take some emotions. Luo Ding took a few steps in situ, feeling that someone was standing against his back, and looking back vigilantly, it turned out to be Su