Dressed as a film star in coquettish green tea

As soon as Ji Yuxuan finished cleaning up, he heard the sound of a car engine coming from below.

"Huang Xing is here?"

"Ah."

Ji Yuxuan wore a thick down jacket, put his back on his shoulders, and turned on his flashlight, "Let's go, you go and pack your things."

Rong Teng obviously had no intention of tidying up, so he directly took a coat from the hanger and put it on, and the two of them went out of the building one after the other.

There is still a bit of residual heat at noon during the day, and the temperature drops sharply at night. It is now two o'clock in the morning, which is the time when the temperature is the lowest.

Huang Xing was standing by the car, seeing the two people coming out, he hurried up to meet them.

"Mr. Ji, give me your backpack." Huang Xing stretched out his hand to him, "I'll put it in the trunk for you."

Ji Yuxuan unloaded the backpack while nodding.

Huang Xing had already opened the door of the back seat in this gap.

The heater was already fully turned on in the car, Ji Yuxuan slipped into the car, and Rong Teng got into the car after him.

Huang Xing helped them close the door, and put his backpack in the trunk by the way.

The car is warm and harmonious, mixed with a faint scent of leather.

The nightlife here is not very rich, except for the bar hotel KTV that is open at night, other stores are closed.

Under the dim street lights, the shadows of the trees danced, and occasionally a stray cat ran across the quiet road.

The hotel Huang Xing stayed in was not far from the Western-style building, and he arrived at the place in 10 minutes.

Before getting out of the car, Huang Xing handed the agency card to Rong Teng, "President, there is only one suite left in the hotel, do you need to book another room?"

Ji Yuxuan immediately asked, "How many beds are there in the room?"

Huang Xing said, "Two beds."

Although Ji Yuxuan didn't really want to be in the same room with Rong Teng, but he didn't want to bother Huang Xing anymore, so he said, "Let's do this first."

Huang Xing asked respectfully again: "President, do you need me to go up with you?"

Rong Teng said: "No need, we can go up by ourselves."

Rong Teng's words are still polite, but it's a bit unreasonable to wake people up in the middle of the night to pick them up.

Ji Yuxuan didn't know what Huang Xing was thinking, anyway, if it was him, he would definitely scold Rong Teng in his heart for being an evil capitalist who doesn't care about his subordinates.

Of course Rong Teng is the immediate boss, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, so he has no control over it.

But in my heart, I have to say thank you to Huang Xing, after all, the other party is not qualified to take care of me.

"Assistant Huang, I'm sorry to trouble you to pick me up in the middle of the night, you should go back and rest quickly."

Huang Xing usually doesn't have many facial expressions.Hearing Ji Yuxuan's words, he smiled like never before, "Mr. Ji, you are being polite."

Ji Yuxuan got out of the car and took the shoulders from Huang Xing, thanking him again.

The car is parked directly in the underground parking lot, and there is a direct elevator here.

The three of them were walking towards the elevator, when suddenly there was a slight noise behind them.

Just as Ji Yuxuan was about to turn his head, Rong Teng put his arm on his shoulder and said quickly, "Don't look, it should be the reporter following us."

Ji Yuxuan asked in a daze, "Why are you following us?"

Rong Teng was amused by his ignorant look, and said in a low voice: "Your popularity has soared now, it's not surprising that there are paparazzi reporters around."

Ji Yuxuan suddenly realized that he was really popular, and all the reporters followed him.

Huang Xing lowered his voice at this moment: "President, you go upstairs first, and I will deal with the reporter."

Rong Teng nodded to him, still put his hand on Ji Yuxuan's shoulder, pressed the baseball cap on his head by the way, and led him directly into the elevator.

In the airtight elevator, Cheng Liang's elevator distorted the figures of the two of them, Ji Yuxuan frowned, "These reporters won't write anything, right? For example, the two of us are in the hotel in private...cough Cough, what is that?"

"Don't worry," Rong Teng looked at Ji Yuxuan's dodging eyes and smiled, "Huang Xing will take care of it."

Ji Yuxuan was still a little uneasy, "Why don't I book another room? It won't be good if the reporters know that we live in the same room."

After listening to his words, Rong Teng said unhurriedly: "Huang Xing is not here, if you want to book another room, you have to do it yourself, aren't you afraid that such an act of concealment will easily cause misunderstandings by those unscrupulous reporters? ?”

When Ji Yuxuan was told by Rong Teng, he felt that he was really a little ill-considered, so he put his hand on the brim of his hat and said helplessly, "Forget it."

When the two came out of the elevator, Ji Yuxuan pulled the mask tighter and lowered the brim of the hat, revealing only a pair of beautiful and vigilant eyes.

The long corridor was covered with sound-absorbing dark gray striped carpets. It was already late at night, and there was no movement in the corridor except for the spaced lights.

Rong Teng strode ahead, Ji Yuxuan kept a little distance for Rong Teng, when he opened the door of the room, he slid in lightly.

Once inside, he let out a long sigh.

When I was not popular, I tried my best to be popular. After I became popular, I began to envy the freedom of not being popular.

At this moment, Rong Teng's phone rang, Ji Yuxuan guessed it was Huang Xing, the two talked briefly and then hung up.

Rong Teng put the phone on the log table in the living room, and said to Ji Yuxuan: "Huang Xing said he has already dealt with it, and the reporter will definitely not write carelessly."

Ji Yuxuan glanced at Rong Teng's mobile phone, it was the couple's mobile phone they bought back then.

They broke up and still didn't change their mobile phones. I didn't expect President Rongda to be quite frugal.

He will definitely change his phone after the variety show pay comes down.

Ji Yuxuan thought secretly in his heart.

The heater in the room was fully turned on, and Ji Yuxuan immediately felt an indescribable hotness all over his body.

"It's late," he took off his backpack, "I'm going to bed first."

Rong Teng nodded, "Well, you go to bed first."

Ji Yuxuan entered the bedroom inside, as Huang Xing said, there were indeed two single beds in the room, not a big bed.

He casually put the backpack on his shoulders on the soft chair near the bed, then took off his coat and threw it on it, and finally got into bed.There was a faint hypnotic aroma on the soft pillow, Ji Yuxuan didn't recognize the bed, turned around twice, put his head on the pillow and rubbed it twice, finally found the best sleeping position, and fell asleep slowly caught.

The lights in the bedroom had been turned off, leaving only a dim night light by the bed.In the quiet air, there was only the faint sound of Ji Yuxuan's unaware breathing.

Rong Teng stood on the head of the bed without a sound under his feet, his greedy eyes traced the person who had completely sunk into a dream.

The bright facial features are now a little more youthful, the straight nose bridge and the full lips with arched lips cast a faint shadow under the light.Getting up hastily, the overly long hair was pressed up, and it was still standing upright at the moment.

Rong Teng raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to help him smooth it out, but after realizing something, it finally fell down.

At this moment, the mobile phone on the table in the living room buzzed and vibrated.

Rong Teng glanced at the unaffected Ji Yuxuan, turned his head and left the bedroom.

The three words "Su Beichen" were displayed on the large screen, and Rong Teng stared at the three words indifferently, without any intention of answering.

After buzzing twice, the phone finally fell silent, as if unwilling to do so.

Rong Teng put on his coat again, picked up his phone, opened the door, and left the room.

The hotel's 24-hour bar was unusually deserted, and the bartender was dozing off on a chair because he was bored.

Rong Teng got down on the high chair, pointed his fingers at the heavy countertop, and woke up the bartender.

He directly ordered a cup of BLACKRUSSIAN.

The bartender gave him an instinctive look, intending to say that the drink was so strong that it wouldn't take long to tell the number of fingers.

Rong Teng took out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and hooked the corner of his mouth thoughtfully, as if he could see through the other person's thoughts at a glance, "I can drink very well—by the way, help me hold the ashtray, thank you."

The bartender stopped talking, brought the wine in front of him, and passed the ashtray by the way.

Rong Teng took out his mobile phone, called up Su Beichen's number, and called back.

The phone rang twice, and the person over there hurriedly picked it up.

"A Teng, where are you now?"

"Don't you know where I am?" Rong Teng stretched his long legs, and flicked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, "The private detective you arranged has been dealt with by Huang Xing."

Su Beichen on the other end quickly said: "A Teng, what are you talking about, how can I arrange any private detective?"

"It doesn't matter if you admit it or not. But you have to remember one thing," Rong Teng said threateningly in a light tone, "This is the last time, Beichen, I didn't care about it before because of our former friendship. , and now my patience has reached its limit."

Su Beichen's voice rose sharply, "A Teng, I'm doing this for your own good. That Ji Yuxuan doesn't look like a serious person at first glance. I sent someone to follow him just to see if he likes to flirt. !"

"Beichen, let me advise you, if you feel that life is too comfortable, go back to your country M." Rong Teng crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, his tone was as cold as ever, "Don't make trouble here."

"A Teng, why are you so unfeeling now?" Su Beichen wanted to cry, "I think we almost became husband and wife back then..."

"If you just go back to China, I still treat you as a friend, but you shouldn't have other purposes."

"I admit that I have a purpose, but I want to save you!"

"Really?" Rong Teng picked up the wine in front of him, and gently shook it between his fingers, "Don't think that you and Rong Fei are perfect. You should have become his confidant over the years, right?"

"A Teng, I know you and Fei Ge are not on good terms, of course I am on your side, how can I become his confidant?"

"Which side you stand on is your own choice." Rong Teng took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, "But remember to be responsible for what you do."

Su Beichen opened his mouth to say something, but Rong Teng didn't want to hear it anymore, so he hung up the phone.

[The author has something to say: Little lover: Huang Xing, are you deliberately booking a room for us?

Funder: One room is useless, don’t give me a chance. 】