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The four words "It's hard to prevent a family thief" are now the true portrayal of Wen Lue.That bastard An Chengdian!When he dropped the phone, he saw An Chengdian lying in the living room with two suitcases and a bag.He was so angry that he threw the two suitcases out the door.

The anger in my heart dissipated a little bit, after thinking about it, I was still not relieved, then I rushed into the bedroom, endured the pain, kicked An Chengdian out of the bed, and got into bed and lay An Chengdian sleeping hot place, and continued to sleep comfortably.

An Chengdian fell asleep soundly when he was kicked out of bed, turned over and fell asleep again.Although Wen Lue's carpet was despised by Wei Sheng, the bedroom one was forced to stay. When An Chengdian fell, the soft carpet caught it directly. It's not surprising that he didn't wake up.

In the room in the early morning, two people were quietly sleeping under the bed.

"Cold!" The person lying on the ground snorted twice, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, but only drew air when he pulled it back and forth. He shivered from the cold, and then opened his eyes.

An Chengdian laughed all of a sudden, this guy!

Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, An Chengdian smiled and simply got up.Wen Lue would definitely wake up from the cold if he got under the covers coldly.Looking at the person on the bed, he really went too far last night!However, there is still a long way to go in the future, so I leaned over and kissed to help cover the quilt, and then went out.

Woke up and went to the living room to get clothes, but the suitcase was gone!The rest of the bag is still there, probably thinking that the documents should be put in it, so it was not thrown away.

An Chengdian smiled wryly, why didn't he realize that there was still a childishness in this guy's bones before.

Opening the door, the suitcase was still at the door.It's a high-end neighborhood!That's the good thing, things that don't look like garbage will never be taken away casually.

Open the suitcase and take out the clothes, and then open another, which is full of souvenirs for others.Wen Lue's, Bai Tong's, even Mu Qing's, Xiaoyue's, well, Wei Sheng is now considered a family member, so Wei Sheng is also counted.If this box was really thrown away, Xiao Lue would be beaten to death by Lian Mu Qing!An Chengdian snickered, that guy, if An Chengdian went out to film and came back without souvenirs, he would be drained of his wallet, at least the amount he had that day.

Lian Mu Qing said that it was a test of friendship, even if it brought back a hair.So An Chengdian really brought him back in this way.I heard that it was Fenghuang Mao, who cares, anyway, he sent Lian Mu Qing away.

After getting dressed and washing, An Chengdian began to look at Wen Lue's house. This was the first time he had come to this "mysterious" place.The decoration of the house is all white. The white furniture, walls, and decorations are all white, giving people a cold feeling. Compared with my own home, it is really much deserted. This is also linked to the personality of the owner. Bar!

There are no decorations on the wall, neither Wen Lue's own photos are placed, no, there is a photo corner in a corner of the living room, all kinds of photos, it seems that Wen Lue has the habit of collecting his own poster photos, the corner above It is full of framed photos, not very big, but densely packed, which is quite impressive. There is a small table below, and there are many places on it. A pipe is pressed under the table, and paper-like papers are hung on it. Looking carefully, it turned out that they were all movie posters he had shot.

This guy is a model worker!Since filming, I have shot so many posters, and I have hung them up here after filming, and hung them up according to the time. It is really a special hobby.

An Chengdian read them one by one. He has read each one. He actually has a collection, but it is not as interesting as his preservation. He directly binds them into a book. Every extra one will be processed and then put on the side. It is also convenient to punch a hole in the top and put it in.

The two seem to have the same hobbies.

Then there was a bare house, without any extra decorations, except for a few white porcelain bottles on the bar, An Chengdian went into the kitchen, well, it was still white.When I opened the refrigerator, it was as white as if it had never been used, except for a few bottles of mineral water.

This guy!

This life must be improved!An Chengdian thought so and went out with his wallet.

When Wen Lue got up, he saw that the person was gone?My heart sank all of a sudden, did I abscond because I was afraid of being killed by him?

Wen Lue kicked the quilt annoyed, got up and went to the kitchen to get some water, saw that the two big boxes were still lying in the living room, he was so angry that he wanted to take them and throw them away, and then he saw the contents inside at a glance. The small box and the big box were all packaged, with his name on it. When he saw the smallest box with his name on it, he reached out and took it, then thought about it and threw it in again.

never mind!Since there are his things in it, don't throw it away.But what about the parties?

Wen slightly frowned and thought deeply, could it be that he had committed a crime and absconded, and all the luggage was left behind because of its weight?

never mind!Just leave!Wen Lue comforted himself, although he despised this behavior of committing a crime and absconding.

In today's situation, there is no way to go out. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with it.After taking a shower, Wen Lue took out his notebook to read the novel he wrote.

The click-through rate is still bleak, but there is actually a comment.

The author's writing style is too bad, and the literary strategy is not like this at all. Who is An Mianmian?It can't be the author who made it up!It would be a ghost if An Chengdian was so bad!

Wen Lue was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

On the spot, I snapped back to the past: Your writing skills are poor!No vision, the An Chengdian written by the author is the most authentic An Chengdian in all such novels, you don't understand anything.

After replying, I am sure that the person who left the comment does not know if they are still reading it, and there must be no response.

Wen Lue thought about it and was not reconciled. You said that my writing is poor, so I have to write.Then he started to write, with what happened last night, the image of An Chengdian was written even worse.

While writing vigorously, Wen Li An Cheng Dian was trying to steal his scene, the door rang, Wen Lue opened his mouth wide, and looked at the door nervously, who is it?If it's Wei Sheng, the bed hasn't been made yet!

Wen Lue was nervous when the door opened and An Chengdian came in with two big bags in his hands.

Wen Lue's face changed suddenly, "Why are you back again?"

An Chengdian smiled, raised the bag in his hand, "I'll cook something delicious for you!"

With a dark face, Wen Lue thought darkly, he wouldn't want to put aphrodisiac in the dish, and then fuck him again!Instead of doing this, let him knock him unconscious first!

wrong!Wen Lue suddenly became nervous, "You went out like this?"

An Chengdian nodded, "That's right! What's the problem?"

Wen slightly vomited blood, he had been making a lot of noise recently because of the scandal between An Mianmian and Qin Qin, the downstairs was full of reporters, did An Chengdian go on like this?What do the reporters think?

"Did you meet the reporter downstairs?"

"Have you met? They even asked me what's your relationship with An Mianmian!" An Chengdian went straight into the kitchen with his things.

Only then did Wen Lue calm down. What happened to Dongchuang was not his relationship with An Chengdian, but his relationship with An Mianmian. An Chengdian had nothing to do with going out of his house.What is he guilty of?

"Are you afraid of being photographed by reporters?" An Chengdian's voice came from the kitchen.

"None of your business!" Wen Lue's voice was obviously guilty.Ignore it and continue to write the article, just let An Chengdian have a car accident and forget it.While Wen Lue's mental activity was running fast, An Chengdian had already watched a small concert in the kitchen.

Ding ding dong dong, this was a sound that Wen Lue had never heard before at home, and within a short while Wen Lue could smell the fragrance.Wen slightly approached the kitchen curiously.

"Come in!" An Chengdian spotted him, and beckoned him to come in.

Wen Lue went in out of curiosity, and An Chengdian just picked up something and stuffed it into his mouth.It tasted very delicious. Wen slightly chewed it and found that it was cumin beef, a dish he liked very much.Glancing at the steaming pot beside him, he knew it was stewed pork ribs with potatoes, Wen slightly chewed the beef and went out.

Eating takeout all the time is really not a good thing.

So he said in his heart that he would chase An Chengdian away after dinner.How did he know that Xiao Yue actually came after dinner, and brought a lot of scripts and several big boxes to An Chengdian.

"Cheng Dian's family has lent the TV station to film a movie, and there is still half a month left..." Xiao Yue said lightly, and then discussed the new job with An Cheng Dian.What he obviously meant was that An Chengdian would stay here for half a month, and he would come and go here often in the future because they had to discuss work.

Wen slightly has a temper, but it is not easy to express it in front of outsiders.Enduring it, he tapped on the keyboard hard, wishing he could write An Chengdian to death.

Goodnight is still An Chengdian's cooking, but Xiaoyue is added.Seeing that the sky was getting older and darker, Wen Lue felt that it was going to be bad again tonight, so he secretly sent Wei Sheng a message asking if he could spend the night at his house.

Wei Sheng's message came right away, and he asked directly: Did you quarrel with An Chengdian?

Wen Lue clogged his chest with a mouthful of blood.

Don't keep fighting!If you can't work because of emotional matters that affect your mood, the loss outweighs the gain!Wei Sheng answered like this.

Wen Lue really wanted to say, if he hadn't given the key to An Chengdian, there would be so many troubles now?It's really not speculative.Wen Lue got up to take a shower and go to bed, not bothering about these two people.

The person who went to the bedroom with the notebook locked the door when he entered.Then take a shower, go to bed, write something, and fall asleep tired after writing.

An Chengdian and Xiao Yue kept discussing until early in the morning. When the work was over, he still wanted to call Xiao Yue to sleep here. Then he looked up and saw that this was not his home.Thinking that Wen Lue was already warming himself on the bed, he felt extremely comfortable.

Seeing that it was so late, Xiao Yue left, saying that he would pick him up early tomorrow to meet the director.As soon as Xiaoyue left, An Chengdian started to clean up the mess, and then went to open Wenlue's door, but he couldn't open it. A golden light flashed from the corner of An Chengdian's eyes. As long as this kind of door has a key, even if you lock it N circles inside, it's the same. Open easily.

The people in the room were already asleep, and the computer was still in his arms. An Chengdian thought to himself that he might be messing with his business again!In the past, I helped to remove the computer, and I saw something on it at a glance, which turned out to be a word document.

Is it a script?An Chengdian suddenly caught sight of the words "An Chengdian" and "An Mianmian" in the document, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch. What the hell is this guy doing?