Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying shuddered and sat up straight, "Could you be outside the Royal Hotel?"

"come out."

"Wait a minute." Yang Zhuoying wanted to say something, but the other end of the phone hung up.
Hello!If she was asked to go out with one sentence, couldn't he come in by himself?However, he cannot come in without an invitation.

Yang Zhuoying hesitated whether to go out, but Lei Zhenyu walked in from the outside, holding a large plate of food in his hand.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just took some. If you want to eat it, I'll go out and get it." He walked to the tea table and handed her the plate and fork in his hand.

"Thank you." Yang Zhuoying didn't reach out to pick it up, she stood up from the sofa, and said with some embarrassment: "It's better for you to eat these yourself. My friend came to pick me up. I'm outside now. Is it okay for me to go first?"

The smile on Lei Zhenyu's face faded slightly, "Is your boyfriend here to pick you up?"

Subconsciously, Yang Zhuoying wanted to deny it, but she swallowed it when she got to the point of her mouth. In this case, it is better to be a boyfriend, so she just smiled and said nothing, as if she acquiesced to his guess.

"Since that's the case, I can't hold him anymore, or I'll send you out, and apologize to him by the way, for not taking good care of his girlfriend tonight." Lei Zhenyu smiled, but the smile didn't Reach the bottom of the eye.

"Don't worry about it, I can go out by myself. You are going back to Hollywood tomorrow. I may not be able to see you off. I wish you the best of luck." Yang Zhuoying stretched out her hand, shook hands with him, and picked up her own handbag, turned and walked out of the lounge.

Worried about someone waiting outside for too long, Yang Zhuoying walked out of the hotel as quickly as possible, stood at the back door, and realized that He Junlin should be waiting for her at the front door.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed the number. The next second, a familiar ringtone came from the front.

Yang Zhuoying raised her eyes subconsciously, under the light, a tall figure approached from a distance, walking towards her.

Not He Junlin, who else?
"Why are you here?" Shouldn't he be at the main entrance.

He Junlin walked in front of her, a pair of deep eyes revealed a heart-warming smile, vaguely showing a bit of helplessness and distress, he did not speak, but stretched out his hand to hug her horizontally, and strode towards his The sports car goes.

Yang Zhuoying's feet flew into the air, she let out a cry of surprise, and wrapped her arms around his neck in a hurry.

He Junlin put her on the passenger seat, then squatted down, reached out and held her sprained ankle to check.

"Pain." Originally, she didn't feel any pain at all, but when he pinched her, she only felt the pain again, tears fell down, and she reflexively wanted to retract her feet, but he held her tightly to prevent her from moving.

"How?" he asked, frowning.

"It was accidentally twisted." Yang Zhuoying subconsciously didn't want to tell the story of being almost pushed off the stage before, so she replied lightly.

He Junlin raised his eyes and glanced coldly, her heart skipped a beat, feeling guilty that her lies had been exposed, he didn't speak, and took off her shoes, revealing her red and swollen feet.

Yang Zhuoying's feet were not too small, and they were as white as jade. He Junlin's skin color was ancient, but under the light, the two skin colors matched surprisingly well.

He supported her jade feet with his warm palms, and turned them lightly a couple of times, and she suddenly felt that the whole feet were quite relaxed.

Originally, Lei Zhenyu rubbed her for her just now, and the injury has eased a bit. As long as she doesn't move around a lot, and get some medicine at home, she will be fine, but she was in a hurry to come out, and when she went down the steps just now, she accidentally sprained her injury. The ankle will swell again.

"Your craftsmanship is also good." Compared with Lei Zhenyu.

He Junlin raised his eyes, and glanced lightly, "Who else has good craftsmanship, Lei Zhenyu?"

From her point of view, He Junlin's side face has deep and distinct features. Under the light, it exudes a palpitating charm, but those deep eyes are shining with a stern light, which makes her heart beat faster and instinctively feel I realize that if you don't answer this question well, you must have no good fruit to eat.

Yang Zhuoying swallowed, trying to make her voice sound more natural, "Yes, if he hadn't stopped me just in time, you might not see me here tonight, but in the hospital."

He Junlin's eyes flickered, and the hand holding her foot was so hard that she almost cried out in pain.

"Why didn't you tell me that such a dangerous thing happened just now?" He looked straight into her eyes, which looked a little cold.

Yang Zhuoying thought to herself, she didn't say it just because she didn't want him to worry, it was her fault, but now the atmosphere is a little bit small, she doesn't want to quarrel with him, so she deliberately put on a weeping expression.

"Why are you attacking me? Could it be that I was kicked down on purpose and sprained my foot on purpose? I don't need you to help me look at it." As he spoke, he retracted his foot and turned his face away from looking at him.

He Junlin was stunned for a moment, as if shocked by her sudden change of face. Since the two met, she always looked calm and calm in front of him. Why did she ever get into trouble with him and play with her temper like she is now? , however, he just took advantage of it, and the anger in his heart dissipated like this.

"Okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't hurt you, go home, I'll help you with the medicine." He said, stood up, and got into the car from the other side.

Taking a sneak peek at him out of the corner of her eye, Yang Zhuoying secretly heaved a sigh of relief seeing that he really didn't seem to want to pursue it further.

Sure enough, men still eat this set.

Sitting down in the driver's seat, He Junlin stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away from the hotel.

The two didn't speak again, but the atmosphere in the car didn't seem cramped, but made people relax their vigilance.

"How do you know that I'm in the Royal Hotel and that Lei Zhenyu is with me?"

Suddenly, Yang Zhuoying's probing voice sounded in the car.

He Junlin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't speak, but the aura around him instantly became sharper, giving her the illusion that she had said something wrong.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became dull.

Just when Yang Zhuoying thought he would not answer, he heard him say: "Someone sent me the video of you playing games on stage."

Yang Zhuoying cursed secretly, damn it!Didn't Zhou Zhiqiao say that the video will not be released until tomorrow?Then he realized that what he said was that someone specially sent it to him, who is so boring?
"Who is that woman?" He Junlin asked again.

Yang Zhuoying took a while to realize that he was asking about Fan Siyan, so she briefly talked about the relationship between that woman and Lei Zhenyu, and finally said coquettishly:

"This is really a disaster for me. I have nothing to do with Lei Zhenyu. It's just that he can't find a girlfriend. I accompanied him to the wedding banquet for the sake of the crew, and I was hated by others."

The corner of He Junlin's mouth curled slightly, "You asked for it."

"Hey! I'm so miserable, you're still gloating!" Yang Zhuoying stared dissatisfiedly.

He Junlin squinted, his eyes seemed to say, telling you to accompany other men is retribution.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zhuoying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally stopped being angry.

Suddenly, she yelled, "Stop!"