forced marriage

31

While chatting, Yuan Yixiao's phone vibrated suddenly, and after a while, it vibrated again.

Zhou Mu glanced at him, and asked amusedly, "Which one is dear?"

Yuan Yixiao took out his phone and clicked on it. It was a text message from Luo Lin.

——I work overtime alone in the company, have you eaten yet?

--busy or not?

Yuan Yixiao thinks it's funny, Luo Lin's character is quite awkward, he obviously wants to ask him where he is now, what he's doing, who he's with, but he just asks around and around, in order to reach his own. the goal of.

Yuan Yixiao wanted to cure him of this problem, so he didn't answer, and silently put the phone back.

"Go back to my room and sit down?"

Yuan Yixiao thought of Zhou Mu's kennel, it must be messy and dirty, even dogs don't want to go in, and it's too late now, it's not suitable, shook his head, declined, "I'll open a room, I won't went."

"Okay, you open the room, I'll go to your place, and I'll go buy wine." Zhou Mu didn't seem to understand, and made a careless decision. He was too tired from the intense shooting these days, and he couldn't get along with Jiang Nan. It's hard to come to an old friend, so of course we have to have a good chat.

So everyone watched Zhou Mu and Yuan Yixiao enter the same room.

Shao Tong's eyes widened, and he asked in a low voice, "Sister Zhang told me at noon that Producer Yuan is...is..."

The others also looked at each other incredulously.

Could it be that these two people really have something to do with each other?

There are a lot of such things in the circle, but when the topic comes to actor Zhou Mu, who has been an elite figure for N years, everyone is suddenly surprised.

Could it be that Zhou Mu is the same?

As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Mu immediately dragged the small round table to the middle of the two beds. Beer, melon seeds, and peanuts were already placed on it. The table couldn't be put down, so I put it directly on the bed.

Although Yuan Yixiao also likes to eat meat, but after ordering so much greasy food when he was already full, he suddenly felt sick to his stomach, and opened a bottle of cold beer.

The two sat on the bed across the table, drinking cold beer, shaking their heads happily.

Zhou Mu drank heavily and ate meat, which fully exposed the rough man's temperament.

After a while, Yuan Yixiao's cell phone rang again.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Mu glanced at him and said, "Could it really be one of your lovers, right? The chain of death..."

——It’s very windy tonight.

So cold and lonely.

——Peng Jun was sick and did not go to work.

So there was only him alone, with no one to accompany him.

——I'm done, and I'm already driving on the road.

Finally we can meet again, happy ing(//▽//)

——…

People... people... people are not at home? ?

——"Sunrise" is over again.

So when are you coming back?When are you coming back?

Every sentence implies another meaning, implying Luo Lin's implicit and hidden inner world, which makes Yuan Yixiao smile almost from ear to ear.

Zhou Mu got goosebumps, put down the chicken paw in his hand, and tremblingly said, "You laugh so lewdly, I'm about to throw up."

Yuan Yixiao gave him a squinting look, and then sent a message—out of town.

With just three simple words, the other party immediately popped up a lot of news.

--Reached?

——Did you drive by yourself?Is it safe on the road?

——Have you brought all your things?

—Are you tired alone?

——It's so late and you haven't rested yet?

……

Yuan Yixiao shook his head helplessly—you sent so many messages, I don't know which one to reply to.

The other party immediately sent a message, like a lonely kitten lying in the nest, obviously very lonely, but pretending to be sensible, telling you calmly, it likes only one person, it is invincible and powerful.

——It’s okay, it’s okay, no need to reply.

Yuan Yi smiled and smiled—introduced a movie to you.

Zhou Mu knocked on the table angrily, and said, "Do you take me seriously? I'm so upset!"

Yuan Yixiao looked at him, then turned his attention to the phone again.

——What movie?Did you take it?

Yuan Yixiao was taken aback, and tapped his fingers on the phone—no, but I had participated in the adaptation.

--name!

——"Dreamwalking Song"

—— Zhou Mu acted?

--right.

--Let me see.

Yuan Yixiao put down his phone and continued to drink a big mouthful of beer, feeling comfortable physically and mentally.

Zhou Mu crossed his legs, lay on the bed, and said, "I will sleep here today."

Yuan Yixiao frowned and said, "It's not convenient."

"Where is it inconvenient?"

"Forgot my sexuality?"

Zhou Mu's greasy fingers peeled off the crab, which made Yuan Yixiao extremely disgusted, but he didn't know it, so he said carelessly, "I don't feel disadvantaged if I sleep here as an actor, what are you worried about? You don't sleep in a There are two beds on the bed, and besides, you don’t have a significant other now, so you’re afraid of being sorry for others?”

Yuan Yixiao looked at him and said, "You don't feel disadvantaged, but I feel disadvantaged." He was indifferent to Zhou Mu, this guy was an intellectual, mature and straightforward elite movie king, but behind his back he was stingy, money-loving and pretending As a rough guy, no matter how good the filming is, how much he can't take care of himself in life. His agent is simply a perfect nanny, worrying about his living habits.

Zhou Mu glared at him.

Yuan Yixiao drank a sip of cold beer, grabbed a handful of peanuts, and said casually, "Don't look at me like this, I will think that you love me deeply in your heart, and being rejected by me will be evil."

Zhou Mu really wanted to vomit, squinting his eyes dangerously at Yuan Yixiao, being said like this, he felt a little upset, even if he was upset, he couldn't see Yuan Yixiao was okay, and said, "Hey, I'm still going to sleep here today, If you want to go, you go, but I will not go."

After finishing speaking, he rolled back and forth on the bed, making the bed look like a naughty child. If Yuan Yixiao wasn't here by himself, he really thought that someone had done something ulterior in his room. what's the matter.

The veins on Yuan Yixiao's forehead tensed, and he wished he could hang him up and punch him a few times.

Then the phone rang again.

——The story is wonderful.

How long and how wonderful can it be?It is estimated that I heard that he participated in the adaptation, so I said so.

With a peanut in his mouth, Yuan Yixiao tricked Luo Lin—tell me, what's so exciting?

Sure enough, there was no movement from Luo Lin for a long time, and it took a few minutes before he replied—the plot was ups and downs, using the little suspense set at the beginning, that is, using the deed of killing in a dream to lead to the hero's special ability, Bring out the story behind...

This guy has also learned how to steal, rape and play tricks, Yuan Yixiao said indifferently - tell me, is it Baidu or Sohu?

There was no movement over there for a long time, and slowly, I muttered——Baidu.

——Okay, I know how to use Baidu, which is very powerful.

Three words were uttered slowly over there - I am guilty, and I am confessing...

This guy!

A deep laugh escaped Yuan Yixiao's throat.

Suddenly, he felt a shadow beside him, and looked behind, it turned out that Zhou Mu had sneaked behind him.

"Look at what?"

"See who you chatted with so happily, who is Shuangmulin?" Zhou Mu asked, pointing to the name on the screen.

Luo Lin's WeChat avatar was blank, and his name was simply Shuangmulin, which looked like a trumpet.

Yuan Yixiao said simply, "My wife."

"What?" Zhou Mu widened his eyes, pulled out his ears, and asked, "What did you say?"

Yuan Yixiao put down the phone and said, "My wife."

Zhou Mu stammered and asked, "You...you...you have a wife? When did it happen?"

Yuan Yixiao ignored him, calmly left the room, went down to the parking lot and fetched the clothes and computer from the back of the carriage.

Opening the trunk, the things that I thought were piled up randomly were neatly piled up, and it looked refreshing, especially clean and tidy.

He paused for a moment, picked up what he needed and went back to the room.

Zhou Mu is still there.

Yuan Yixiao chased people away, "Have you left yet?"

"I said I would not leave."

Yuan Yixiao turned on the phone, sent a message and asked——Did Aunt Zhang help pack the trunk?

--Um.

It seems that it is not Aunt Zhang. If it is really Aunt Zhang, Luo Lin should ask what is in the trunk and what to pack instead of answering in the affirmative——Thank you Aunt Zhang for me, but please tell Aunt Zhang , I lost a bag of underwear in the trunk, ask her where she put it.

Half a minute later, the other party replied——Aunt Zhang said she didn't see it, what was it like?

fraud!

big liar!

Lying is not a draft!

Aunt Zhang is asleep now, Luo Lin will disturb Aunt Zhang for a bag of underwear?Does he have the nerve?

——Oh, that may be my memory is wrong, Aunt Zhang is so caring, she even sprayed cologne on my clothes for me, remember to help me buy a new bottle of cologne for Aunt Zhang, and put it on the first floor.

His cologne was in the room on the second floor, so Aunt Zhang would not go to get it. She was too old, and she would not deliberately help him scent his clothes. This was something only the furry Luo Lin would do.

—Okay, are there any other questions?

Why not tell the truth?Yuan Yixiao raised his eyebrows and snorted, so don't blame him for making a big move.

——Yes, the pair of trousers I wore and my windbreaker are missing, and I don’t know if they will be taken away by someone with ulterior motives to do something bad, please help me find them when you have time.

There has been no reply.

The little idiot Luo Lin covered himself in the quilt over there, his whole body was like a boiled shrimp, glowing red.

How did he get discovered? With so many clothes and so many pairs of pants, isn't it that only one is missing?This can be found!This is fine, right?

And how could he say it so simply and so provocatively, what is ulterior motive?What is a bad thing?He will not!He is great just to touch and smell it, okay?

Cough cough cough... Trying it on by yourself in private doesn't count!

Luo Lin was bored for a long time, and lifted the quilt, revealing a flushed face.

Looking at the message on the phone, it's no answer, and no answer.

Answer, isn't Aunt Zhang taking the blame for him?

Not answering... is not good...

Let him find a place to hide for a while, then pretend to be stupid and don't answer!

"Thinking of your face, empty face; walking numbly, on the verge of collapse; I need to be able to, the garden of tears; watering this bitter promise; the most beloved lover, but hurt me the most; why do you carry my love behind your back Others... oh~ weak souls have sunk too deep..." Zhou Mu howled heartbreakingly to Yuan Yixiao, rubbing his eyes and patting his chest at Yuan Yixiao while howling, desperate to die.

Yuan Yi smiled at the black line, and said one word coldly, "Get lost."

Zhou Mu cried and whimpered, playing the role of being betrayed to the core, and said, "How can you betray me? How can you?"

Yuan Yi smiled and said, "Aren't you going to get up early tomorrow?"

Zhou Mu paused, looked at his watch, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and said, "Damn it, it's already 1 o'clock in the morning, go to bed quickly!" After speaking, he left in a hurry, leaving a mess behind.

After finally seeing off the plague god, Yuan Yixiao just wanted to rest.

After washing up, the conversation between him and Luo Lin still remained on the previous conversation. Yuan Yixiao chuckled and added, "Good night."

The other party seemed to be waiting for his response, and the reply was very fast - good night.

Don't you want to pretend you didn't see it?

Tsk tsk tsk, what an awkward guy!