Passion collision

Along with the box of sex toys, there was also a love letter. Of course, the term love letter was defined by Qi Heng. The clean white envelope with nothing written on it was just sandwiched between a pile of covers. , not eye-catching but not overlooked.

After making fun of Mingyu's rare romance, Qi Heng snatched the envelope to have a sneak peek. He just flipped through a few sex toys and left the room bored. What a blast.

Mingyu is not a romantic person, nor is he the type who likes to complicate simple things. When he saw the white envelope, Ran Xuanyang vaguely guessed something. As soon as he touched it, it was really so. It was really... better than receiving this box. Adult products made him even more dumbfounded.

There was nothing else in the envelope except a platinum credit card.

The back of the credit card was not signed, but on the inside of the envelope, Mingyu and a six-digit password were faintly written in pencil.

For some reason, holding such a credit card, Ran Xuanyang just remembered that morning, the scene where this seemingly silly handsome guy took out a stack of money from his wallet and threw it to himself. Throwing money over without obvious provocation, but with indescribable arrogance and child-like vindictiveness.

Since when did you become interested in him?Of course, the main reason is because of the charm he radiated during the acting process, but apart from this, I still have a deep memory of the rehearsal process that I completely denied.

Looking at the white envelope over and over again, not trying to find any other sweet words, just thinking about something, occasionally glanced at the sex toys aside, finally couldn't hold it back, burst out laughing.This guy is really... Once he relaxes his mind, Ran Xuanyang simply lays on his back on the big KINGSIZE bed, covers his eyes with an envelope, and turns up the corner of his mouth.

How could there be any reason to silently accept this generous gift?At least...you need to have enough sincere thanks.

He took out his phone, found out Mingyu's number, and started editing text messages.

"Honey, even my ordinary friend Qi Heng skipped the whole production team to spend the last time with me. With our relationship, you didn't even skip a day of work to see me. It made me heartbroken and empty inside. I’ll wait for you at the Hyatt Hotel tonight, 1608. It’s just a good time to study the gift you gave me. I don’t understand a few of them ^0^”

The news was both true and false, it seemed to be a joke but it was serious, of course Ran Xuanyang didn't mean to play Mingyu, as soon as the news came out, he called Wu Si to book a room and hummed a little song to take a bath.

The text message came back very quickly, Ran Xuanyang raised his eyebrows, stopped taking off his half-dressed clothes, grabbed the phone on the bed, there was a new text message, the sender was Mingyu.

Hey, is this kid still texting back?

"Ran Xuanyang, you fucking die!!!! Don't provoke me again!!!!"

Rubbing his forehead, Ran Xuanyang suppressed a smile and shook his head, everyone, don't think imbecilely that this news will be sent by Mingyu, you don't need to deliberately imagine, the appearance of Jing Mo's fangs and claws can be vividly visualized in your mind.

Based on the fact that I am in a good mood today and has a bad personality of playing tricks on everyone, Ran Xuanyang waved his fingers and immediately replied.

"Ah, that's it, then let your little assistant come over, anyway, he chose the things, probably he is more familiar with the performance than you."

With a tick, the message has been sent, and with a ding, a new message comes in.

"Ahhhhhhhh...Ran Xuanyang, you pervert..."

Haha laughed twice, Ran Xuanyang understood Wu Si's feeling of being amused every time, this Jing Mo was really too funny, no no, too funny...

Stop messing around with him, and lost another sentence, no matter what, you guys bring me someone tonight, otherwise I will go to the base to arrest people tomorrow. Based on my relationship with Cao Yu, taking a protagonist and skipping work is not counted. what a problem.

After posting this sentence, Ran Xuanyang lost his phone and went into the bathroom naked =___=

There was no intention to continue there. After deleting Ran Xuanyang's text messages and the messages he sent, Jing Mo looked at Mingyu in front of the camera and Cao Yu who was obviously impatient behind the camera, and sighed.

The filming of this movie was not very smooth, which is taken for granted. Mingyu has always been unable to concentrate, and it is difficult to integrate into the movie. He has lost the concentration he used to have, but only he knows these things. From the director's point of view, Mingyu The shooting has been very good, the characters are well mastered, the emotions are good, and the actions are good, there is nothing to be picky about, and it has even exceeded Cao Yu's own expectations for the leading actor in this play.

However, Mingyu didn't think so, he was too sincere, he was too serious to the point of being harsh, the director said yes, he said wait, give me another chance, this went on and on for more than a month, and everyone around him was hurt. It's over, even Cao Yu can clearly see the anger, and lost the original politeness.

Mingyu, you have to keep improving, and I am also happy to see the results, but if you are still not satisfied, does it mean that I don’t need to shoot this movie?

This is definitely an ultimatum, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious. I'm not doing it for fame or fortune, I just want to shoot what I want to shoot. If you are not satisfied, I can change someone. Everyone can relax.

After another scene was filmed, Cao Yu forced a smile on his face, and said from the bottom of his heart, this performance is not bad, the charm is here, the movements are not exaggerated, I really don't know what he is fussing about!

However, Ming Yu started to frown from the moment the director said to stop, sitting alone on the side, continuing to read the script, as if he didn't want to communicate with others.

Jing Mo knew that there was no place for him to speak now, Ming Yu was just dissatisfied with his current situation, unable to blend into the script without distraction, this had nothing to do with that person.

When handing over the phone, Mingyu glanced at Jing Mo in confusion, the latter just curled his lips, picked up his teacup, and went to the side to pour water.

When Jing Mo came back after making a new pot of tea, Mingyu had already put away his phone and continued to read the script. Although he still looked helpless that I couldn't calm down, the frown that had been frowning was relieved. open.