Fake it on a dating show

"Are you okay?" Zhao Minglang asked.

Hearing a familiar voice, Lin Xingyue secretly opened one eye, tilted her head sideways, looked back, and looked at Zhao Minglang's face.

She maintained this awkward posture for a long time before she suddenly realized that she jumped to the side with an "ah", and took several steps back while clutching her heart.

Step into the shopping basket.

Zhao Minglang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Do you want me to buy you home?"

Lin Xingyue lowered her head and noticed that she had one foot in the shopping basket. She blushed with guilt and guilty conscience, stiffened her upper body, and slowly stepped her legs back, obediently standing beside the shopping basket again.

"Have you picked out the things?" Zhao Minglang asked.

Lin Xingyue nodded hurriedly, picked up the shopping basket and wanted to leave directly behind Zhao Minglang.

Gu Wanqi, who was ignored, looked a little ugly, and forced a smile on her face and called out: "Mr. Zhao."

Lin Xingyue paused, Zhao Minglang glanced at her as if he had just seen the person over there, and asked indifferently, "Is there something wrong?"

"I met Xingyue on that blind date show last time. I'm Xingyue's friend." Gu Wanqi said, "Is Xingyue living with you now?"

Zhao Minglang glanced at Lin Xingyue, who was hiding behind her, shaking his head imperceptibly.

"Meet me on the road."

—I ran into you on the road last night.

It's not wrong to say that, but there is no need to tell an irrelevant and unpleasant outsider about the more detailed things.

Gu Wanqi seemed a little disappointed, but at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since meeting here is considered fate, how about us..."

Gu Wanqi put on a smiling face, and wanted to invite Zhao Minglang and Lin Xingyue to have a meal with her. It was rare to meet a high-level person, and a good relationship was always beneficial and harmless.

But when she straightened her expression and looked up, there was no one in front of her.

Zhao Minglang pulled Lin Xingyue away, and she took the shopping basket in the latter's hand, and when she passed by the shelf, she picked some up and threw them into the basket, and walked all the way to the cashier.

When Gu Wanqi wanted to catch up, they were already submerged in the long queue in front of the cashier.

The parking lot of the shopping mall was already full. Zhao Minglang's car was in the parking lot across the road. They left the shopping mall and walked along the sidewalk side by side.

"There is also a supermarket at the entrance of the community. It is not so big, but it is enough to buy some daily necessities."

Lin Xingyue nodded absently.

"What place did she introduce to you?" Zhao Minglang asked.

Her tone was too casual, not even a question, Lin Xingyue was unprepared, so she gave her name.

After she finished speaking, she reacted again, looking a little embarrassed.

"It seems that you still listened to my words. I am a little relieved." Zhao Minglang said, "I know what kind of person she is, and I don't want to tear myself apart with her. Is it because I am afraid that she will retaliate against you?"

"...I just don't think people should be suspicious without evidence." Lin Xingyue said in a low voice.

"It really seems like something you would say." Zhao Minglang smiled.

Lin Xingyue didn't know if she felt being ridiculed, or felt that she was wronged, so she kept her mouth shut and didn't answer.

Although it was confirmed that the other party really had bad intentions, Lin Xingyue still maintained the good habit of not speaking ill of others behind their backs. Zhao Minglang only answered one question, so objectively that he didn't have any bad mood of complaining.

It was only the languid expression on her face that she could see that she had been hit a little bit.

"Who is that Brother Xuan?" Zhao Minglang asked.

"Ah?" Lin Xingyue was stunned for a moment, before she realized from her confusion, "Did you hear what she said?"

"Can't you tell?"

"It's not impossible to say..."

Lin Xingyue scratched her hair, showing a puzzled expression: "It's just a customer who came to the store, I didn't expect Gu Wanqi to like him."

And because of this, he became malicious towards himself.

"What is your name?"

"Lin Wenxuan."

"The actor who just debuted last year?"

"Well, it should be. I don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, but I am indeed an actor. I was still filming in the film and television city last month."

This is not something that cannot be said.

Lin Wenxuan is a rookie actor, with a good appearance and some background, but his debut time is short and his popularity is not high, but Zhao Minglang has a little impression of his own artists.

In the past, he belonged to passers-by who could see past, but now Zhao Minglang labeled him "frivolous" in his heart.

"He confessed to you?" Zhao Minglang asked again.

"It's just a joke." Lin Xingyue didn't pay much attention to it, "I think he doesn't like me, it's just a friend teasing or thinking it's fun, maybe he lost a bet in some game. We only met once in a restaurant. Only twice."

Zhao Minglang glanced at her, a bit questioning whether she was too insensitive to feelings, and wanted to ask her if she knew there was such a word as "love at first sight" in the world.

But after thinking about it, she still held back that sentence.

She didn't want Lin Xingyue to think that that obviously hypocritical person had any sincerity towards her.

And even though she was relatively innocent on the surface, Lin Xingyue didn't really fall for Gu Wanqi's tricks. Zhao Minglang felt that she had a keen intuition that he didn't understand.

The general situation has been clarified, and Zhao Minglang didn't bother with this issue any more.

"Do you want to be an actor?" Zhao Minglang asked instead.

"Why do you ask that?" Lin Xingyue thought for a while and replied, "I didn't really think about it."

"Then why do you work at the film and television city?"

"It just so happens that the restaurant over there is recruiting people, including food and lodging."

"..."

It was really a "Lin Xingyue style" answer.

They chatted and walked to the intersection, the green light on the opposite side of the sidewalk flickered for a while, and then jumped to the red light, Lin Xingyue lowered her head and tidied up her bags without noticing, and took a step forward.

"Be careful!" Zhao Minglang pulled her arm and pulled her back abruptly.

A sports car whizzed past by the side of the road, scraping their toes and speeding to turn, the sharp wind it brought messed up their bangs.

Lin Xingyue was taken aback and subconsciously held her breath.

The pedestrians waiting at the red light nearby couldn't help but screamed in fear, and only recovered after the car passed by, patting their chests and cursing the wicked driver.

Zhao Minglang pulled Lin Xingyue behind him, separated the road, and then looked down at her.

His face was a little pale, and he must have been frightened.

Other than that, he was in good shape up and down, with normal footwork and no signs of injury.

Zhao Minglang breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of his hand: "Next time, go inside, remember to watch the road."

Although there was nothing he could do about it—Lin Xingyue hadn't even crossed the waiting cordon on the zebra crossing, she could only blame the car owner for going too far, but there was nothing wrong with being careful on the road, and it would be terrible if she got injured.

While Zhao Minglang was thinking, he couldn't help feeling a little scared, and wiped the sweat from his palms.

When she inadvertently lowered her head, she stopped wiping her sweat——

Her palms were not only sweaty, but a dazzling red.

Unlike the sticky touch like tomato juice, she was also sure that she was not injured, and she couldn't see so much blood until it was half dry and didn't feel it.

"Green light—"

Lin Xingyue tugged Zhao Minglang's sleeve to remind her.

Zhao Minglang was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized something and pulled Lin Xingyue to his side, and sniffed at her neck.

It still has the same milky fragrance as before. It tastes light but it seems like an aromatherapy that easily fills the whole space, even covering up other smells.

The passers-by next to him cast doubtful and ambiguous glances, Lin Xingyue's face was full of doubts, but the person concerned didn't notice it.Zhao Minglang thought for a while, his eyes swept over Lin Xingyue, and finally grabbed Lin Xingyue's arm again.

Before she realized it, she had already used some strength.

Lin Xingyue frowned slightly: "Hiss—"

Zhao Minglang stopped his movements: "Does it hurt?"

Lin Xingyue thought for a moment in confusion: "It seems to be a little bit."

At the same time, they lowered their heads and looked at Lin Xingyue's arm. There was a tear in the coat on the outside of the elbow, and a small piece was wetted by an unknown liquid. Because the coat was black, she didn't say it herself, and others could see it at first glance. can not see clearly.

"Maybe it just accidentally bumped into a shelf."

"Did you feel nothing when the collision was so serious?!"

"...It seems...not..." Lin Xingyue replied in a low voice.

She really didn't feel any pain.

Seeing Lin Xingyue's unconscious appearance, Zhao Minglang wanted to get angry but couldn't get angry. He couldn't stand at the intersection and accuse her loudly of not caring for his body. He rested his hands on his forehead and calmed down for a moment. She took a deep breath, pulled With Lin Xingyue's other hand, she hurried forward.

There were ten seconds left on the opposite green light, just long enough for them to quickly cross the road.

Lin Xingyue didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and neither did Zhao Minglang at this time.

When he got home, he threw things casually at the entrance. Zhao Minglang went into the guest room and found the leftover alcohol and gauze from the day before, and ordered Lin Xingyue to sit down and treat her wound.

Lin Xingyue took off her coat, and there was only a short-sleeved T-shirt underneath, and the wound was directly exposed.

A cut was made on the outside of the elbow near the forearm. The wound was not too big, but it was deep. A small piece of flesh was turned out. Zhao Minglang couldn't help the toothache just looking at it. out of condition.

Lin Xingyue was stunned when she saw the wound: "It seems to be quite deep?"

"Don't touch it!"

Zhao Minglang angrily pressed the hand she wanted to touch, and helped her deal with the wound. Lin Xingyue just looked at it curiously, neither yelling nor screaming.

It was only when she pressed the wound with alcohol cotton at the end that she let out a slight cry of pain, but when Zhao Minglang looked over, she immediately swallowed her voice back.

"It's okay to cry out in pain." Zhao Minglang glanced at her, still feeling puzzled, "Where did you learn this bad habit? Fortunately, the weather isn't so hot now, and it would be bad if it got inflamed in summer."

But she really didn't feel any pain.

Lin Xingyue really wanted to answer this way, but she knew that this was definitely not the answer Zhao Minglang wanted, so after a moment of silence, she obediently admitted her mistake.

"I see, I will pay attention next time."

Zhao Minglang was satisfied, before the wound was dry after disinfecting, she carefully supported her arm and blew on the wound.

Lin Xingyue looked at her cautious movements, and at the wound that didn't feel much. She was a little puzzled by the other party's fuss, but she was inexplicably happy.

A feeling of being cherished.

A little strange, but surprisingly not annoying.

"Boom-"

"Zhao Minglang!"

A loud noise exploded at the door, and the two people in the room were taken aback. As soon as they turned their heads to look, they saw Mo Yushuang, who had just screamed strangely, froze in place.

After seeing Lin Xingyue's face clearly, Mo Yushuang put on a constipated face.

"You actually got someone in your hands?" Mo Yushuang covered her face and screamed, "Zhao Minglang, you beast!"

She slowly opened her fingers a little, sneaking as if the two of them in the room were doing something shady.

Zhao Minglang was furious, but he held back in front of Lin Xingyue.

"It's just treating the wound." Zhao Minglang's forehead was throbbing with veins, "What right do you have to say about me?"

She has never hugged a bunch of fresh meat left and right.

They also pry open the doors of other people's houses casually.

Mo Yushuang didn't care, and happily threw herself in front of Lin Xingyue.

"It's fine if you don't. Xingyue, let me tell you that this profiteer is a pervert. You can see that she abducts you home after seeing you a few times. She doesn't look like a serious person. You should go with my sister. My sister loves you." -"

"Snapped--"

The string called sanity snapped.

Zhao Minglang finally couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at Mo Yushuang.Taking advantage of the moment she was hit, he picked up the back of her neck and threw her out the door.

"Get lost." Zhao Minglang said grimly.

With a "bang", Zhao Minglang closed the door forcefully.

Turning around and seeing Lin Xingyue's stunned expression, Zhao Minglang said without changing his face, "Throw away the trash."