You and I have nothing to do with my money

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"Okay, it's over!" The photographer in charge of shooting the cover of the magazine said loudly, "Mr. Song, you have worked hard. Let's stop here for today's shooting. We will shoot the rest of the group tomorrow."

Song Jiangling raised his eyes and looked over: "Why didn't you continue filming?"

According to the original plan, the filming can be completed in one go today.

The photographer hesitated and said, "But your manager called just now to say that you are busy at night, and the second half of the filming will be postponed until tomorrow."

Song Jiangling's expression paused, as if he had thought of something, he nodded lightly, indicating that it was true, but he forgot it for a while.

After taking the coat that Xiao Zhang handed over, Song Jiangling walked quickly to the dressing room.

"Brother Song, what's the matter with you tonight? Why didn't Brother Lu tell me in advance." Xiao Zhang asked in a low voice, feeling a little bit sorry for Song Jiangling, who had to celebrate his birthday and be filled with work.

Song Jiangling curled his lips, "Of course it's a good thing."

Xiao Zhang:? ? ?

It was already half an hour after Song Jiangling took off his make-up and changed his clothes and came out. The two of them took the elevator down to the underground parking lot when they heard someone honking their horn not far away.

"Brother Lu, why did you come here in person?" Xiao Zhang was surprised.

Lu Wanwan: "I was afraid you couldn't find a place, so I came here. What are you doing here? Get in the car."

"Oh." Xiao Zhang nodded again and again, and was about to squeeze into the empty seat in the back row, but was stopped by Lu Wanwan: "Hey, don't sit in the back, really think of me as the driver, come with me in the front Let's talk for a while."

Xiao Zhang didn't doubt him, sat obediently in the co-pilot's seat, fastened his seat belt and said, "Brother Lu, I think you're a little weird today."

It is not that Lu Wanwan has never been a driver before, but he almost never needs company so much as today, so he has to sit beside him.

"It's strange or not." Lu Wanwan's expression remained unchanged, "I think you are the only one who is strange."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the back row unobtrusively, and found that Song Jiangling was leaning on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

It's okay, it shouldn't be suspected.

"Then where are we going now?" Xiao Zhang asked again.

Lu Wanwan: "Where else can I go, of course it's back to the hotel."

Xiao Zhang was surprised and said, "Ah? But today is Brother Song's birthday, shouldn't we go to have a good meal? Why did we just go back to the hotel? And we have been staying in that hotel for two days, how could I not find it?"

Lu Wanwan glared at him, really wanting to tape up the man's mouth: "The hotel is changed, not the original one, that's all right, stop talking, it sounds annoying."

Xiao Zhang: "..."

Which psychopath just said that he wanted to chat with him for a while?

The nanny car drove smoothly to the designated hotel. This is a six-star hotel, more than twice as luxurious as the four-star hotel they used to live in. Just one crystal pillar in the lobby is worth Xiao Zhang's annual salary .

Xiao Zhang was immediately excited: "Wow, brother Lu, it must be you, who paid for our brother Song's birthday?"

Lu Wanwan nodded vaguely, but he knew in his heart that he was not the one who paid the money, he was just a cover at best.

Lu Wanwan took out two room cards from his bag and said, "The rooms are 301 and 401, Xiao Zhang, you can stay with me in 301."

After finishing speaking, he naturally handed the room card of 401 to Song Jiangling.

"Happy birthday, enjoy it."

Xiao Zhang didn't understand the meaning, and thought that Lu Wanwan was letting Song Jiangling enjoy the service of the six-star hotel, so he interjected, "Anyway, it's still early, why don't we go to the hotel restaurant to have a meal before going back to the room? "

The restaurant of a six-star hotel, to say the least, is also a three-star Michelin star, which is perfect for celebrating birthdays.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Wanwan received a burst of embarrassment: "Children, what do you know?"

Xiao Zhang: "I..."

Lu Wanwan covered his mouth: "You, you, what? Don't talk! Follow me."

Losing the right to speak, Xiao Zhang was dragged away by Lu Wanwan.

Song Jiangling took a step behind, took the room card, and took another elevator to 401 with ease.

In the empty hotel corridor, the sound of swiping the card was extremely loud. Song Jiangling gently opened the door, and the room was completely dark.

He walked in, inserted the card and turned on the light.

While the lights were on, Song Jiangling saw a huge gift box. Before he could see clearly, the lid of the box opened by itself, and the colorful balloons exploded in front of his eyes along with countless pink paper streamers.

In the center of the box, a young man in a hotel bathrobe was holding a birthday cake and wanted to step out of it, but the gift box was a bit high, and Lin Chaoci was holding the cake in his hand, which made it difficult for a while.

Song Jiangling subconsciously walked up to support his unsteady body, Lin Chaoci continued to push forward, his slender, white and tender legs swayed in the air, and he returned to the white robe after standing firmly. Down.

Song Jiangling's eyes dimmed, and he turned his gaze back to the young man's face, and heard him say, "Happy birthday! My dear boyfriend!"

The young man didn't know how long he stayed in the box, his fair cheeks were slightly red due to the lack of oxygen, but his eyes were so bright when he looked at Song Jiangling, as if he was dissatisfied with the morning stars, and he purely could only accommodate the eyes of the person in front of him. figure.

Song Jiangling didn't know if he was laughing or not, but he clearly felt how happy he was, his heart was full of excitement, and he couldn't stop beating because of excitement.

"Thank you." He said, eyes dripping with tenderness.

Lin Chaoci was a little embarrassed by his affectionate eyes, and put the cake on the dining table in the living room as if avoiding it, and took out a lighter from somewhere, and lit the candle on the top.

Song Jiangling stood quietly at the door, watching him finish all this, with endless warmth in his eyes.

"What are you doing standing there?" Lin Chaoci raised his head and found that he was still standing there, so he forgot his momentary shyness and hurriedly said, "Come here quickly! The candle is about to go out."

After finishing speaking, he sang the birthday song, which was not very pleasant, but it was very touching.

Song Jiangling replied "Yes".

He walked over quickly, and as soon as he stood still, he made a gesture to blow out the candles.

Lin Chaoci stopped him in horror.

"I haven't made a wish yet!"

Song Jiangling looked deeply: "I have already made my wish for this year."

Lin Chaoci blinked: "So fast?"

Song Jiangling just smiled and said nothing.

It's not that he made a wish quickly, but that he knows what he wants too much.

In heaven and earth, he only wants him.

Song Jiangling blew out the candle, and locked his eyes on Lin Chaoci again: "So, where is my birthday present?"

"Your birthday present..." Lin Chaoci pretended to forget, "I seem to have forgotten to prepare it."

Song Jiangling looked at him with raised eyebrows, but he didn't fall for it.

Lin Chaoci couldn't fool him, so he could only bite the bullet and continue, but he couldn't help comforting himself before speaking: he was no longer the original Lin Xiaoci, but Niu Hulu Ci, so there was nothing he couldn't say of.

"Why don't I give myself to you." After finishing speaking, Lin Chaoci took off his bathrobe with a blushing face.

However, before the bathrobe slipped off, he fell into a warm and wide embrace, and the man's warm breath was in his ears.

"That's what you said, you can't escape Lin Xiaoci."

Lin Chaoci responded softly with red ears: "I don't want to escape either."