Jiang Mengyao nodded to him, then went around his car and walked forward. Quan Zhilong started the car to circle around and stopped in front of Jiang Mengyao again.

"Where are you going, I'll see you off." He smiled treacherously.

Jiang Mengyao was unmoved.

Quan Zhilong immediately put on a flattering face: "Give me a chance..."

Jiang Mengyao said, "I have a driver."

Quan Zhilong said: "I know, but you see that your driver is over half a century old. If you want to drop you off, then come back to pick up Sam and drop him off again. How tiring, you can give him some relief..." Suddenly After a pause, he continued, "I'm going on a global tour in a few days, so give me a chance to say goodbye to you..." Quan Zhilong said with sincerity.

Jiang Mengyao looked at his star-eyed appearance, without much hesitation, got into his car, and sent a text message to Xiao Liu, asking her to tell the driver not to deliver.

While driving, Quan Zhilong peeked at Jiang Mengyao, who was sitting next to him with his back straight.

"When... are you going to shoot a movie?" He coughed lightly and asked.

The news that Jiang Mengyao will participate in the filming of "Fast and Furious" has not been made public yet, but it seems that Quan Zhilong already knows about it.

Jiang Mengyao was not curious about how he knew, but just replied: "If the negotiation goes well, we will leave next Friday."

"Next Friday..." Quan Zhilong repeated her words softly, "I will go to Japan for a concert the day after tomorrow, followed by Thailand, China, Singapore, Malaysia, and then Los Angeles, Las Vegas , London, Canada, Australia...a total of 70 countries, adding up to more than [-] performances, one after another will last for half a year."

"Oh, that's good." Jiang Mengyao nodded.

But Jiang Mengyao's simple words sounded awkward in Quan Zhilong's ears. What is "that's good", because she can't see her for a long time, so she thinks "that's good"?

Quan Zhilong frowned inadvertently: "Are you happy to hear that I will be on tour for half a year?"

Jiang Mengyao shrugged: "Shouldn't I be happy for you?"

Quan Zhilong snorted softly, with a proud face: "Tch... I think you are happy for yourself..."

Jiang Mengyao didn't know what Quan Zhilong was making trouble with, but she didn't care, anyway, Quan Zhilong didn't do this once or twice, as long as he ignored him within a few minutes, he would follow his hair and laugh again.

As expected, Quan Zhilong did not speak for a few minutes and then asked her unwillingly: "Could it be that you acquiesced in not speaking?"

Jiang Mengyao shrugged her shoulders and continued to be indifferent.

Quan Zhilong had a flick of his hair. Originally, he was unhappy because he would not see Jiang Mengyao for a long time because of the tour. Because of Jiang Mengyao's words and deeds at this moment, he felt even more depressed, and the strength of his hand on the steering wheel was also stronger. a lot of.

Jiang Mengyao glanced at him and said, "If you go to London, you can check the weather there."

Quan Zhilong said sullenly: "Why do you depend on the weather? If the weather is good, will you come to my concert?"

Jiang Mengyao shook her head: "I just want you to experience the fickleness, and you will find that the weather in London is quite similar to you."

Quan Zhilong was stunned for two seconds, realizing that Jiang Mengyao was actually complaining about his fickleness.

He said in a low tone: "London's climate is changeable because it is affected by the North Atlantic warm current and the westerly wind, but for me... I am because of..."

"Because the rhythm of the peristalsis of the large intestine can't keep up with the speed of your eating."

Quan Zhilong's words were snatched by Jiang Mengyao, and he looked at her wonderingly, not knowing what she meant.

Jiang Mengyao explained calmly: "Short for those who are full."

Only then did Quan Zhilong realize the sarcasm in her words, he only felt the air in his body surge up, and a mouthful of old blood almost spewed out.

He turned his head puzzled and stopped talking to her.

A few minutes later, Jiang Mengyao pointed to a food street not far away: "Is that where you bought your supper last time?"

Quan Zhilong nodded: "Yes, are you hungry? Do you want me to buy some for you now?"

After finishing speaking, Quan Zhilong suddenly realized that his backbone was really gone.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to supper as a practice for you," Jiang Mengyao said.

Quan Zhilong looked at her in disbelief. He didn't expect that she would practice it for himself, but when his mind turned, the air pressure dropped again, and he asked suspiciously: "Could it be that you want to celebrate that you finally Can you get rid of me for a long time?"

Jiang Mengyao straightened her waist: "If you don't want to, forget it."

Quan Zhilong blurted out without thinking: "No, I want to!"

Sure enough, ever since I met Jiang Mengyao, I have been a stranger since then...

The two parked the car in the parking lot on the side of the road, and then walked into the food street. There were quite a lot of people inside. Quan Zhilong kept looking around while wearing a mask, for fear of being recognized. Well, it was Jiang Mengyao who walked in front very calmly, Quan Zhilong didn't see her at a glance, Jiang Mengyao had already gone far, he ran up three steps at a time, as soon as he caught up, Jiang Mengyao pointed to the place in the far corner. to a seafood restaurant, and said, "Let's go, that's the one."

"Okay." Quan Zhilong followed her into the seafood shop.

Jiang Mengyao resolutely ordered the dishes, then sat on the edge of the table and opened two bottles of wine, waiting for the dishes to be served. Quan Zhilong sat opposite her and said in a low voice: "You... you should sit facing inward, you Look at the people coming and going outside, if they recognize you at that time, they will surround you, it will be troublesome."

This time, Jiang Mengyao obediently changed her seat.

Quan Zhilong watched Jiang Mengyao sit a lot closer to him after changing a seat, he was very satisfied, and explained in a serious manner: "This is the trouble for us public figures... Sigh... Actually, if it is I don’t think it’s okay to be photographed. Anyway, we’re doing well. What we’re most afraid of is being recognized and making it difficult for us to eat or do business. This is the most troublesome thing. "

Jiang Mengyao looked at him suspiciously: "You don't care about being secretly photographed anymore?"

Quan Zhilong shook his head resolutely: "What are you afraid of? What's there to cover up? They are always upright. If they like to take secret photos, they can just take them."

"Really?"

Quan Zhilong felt a little embarrassed when Jiang Mengyao looked at him like this: "Of course it's true, I didn't really care about being photographed before, it's just that sometimes... hey... you know, Maybe it's because I'm asking too much. I hope that we can have a relatively pure relationship, and I don't want to have...that kind of...uh...that kind of involvement and use of interests...cough cough...you know Right?" Quan Zhilong drank a glass of wine after he finished speaking, and he was still a little worried that Jiang Mengyao would cut his mouth when he said these words.

Fortunately, after Jiang Mengyao was completely calm about what he said, she also picked up the wine glass and took a sip seemingly calmly. In fact, this sip was very large, and there was almost nothing left in the glass of wine. After drinking, she poured it for herself again. After drinking a glass, Quan Zhilong just wanted to persuade her to drink slowly, but Jiang Mengyao had already said to him first: "Don't worry, you are of no use to me, as long as you don't doubt me."

Quan Zhilong couldn't utter a word because it was choked in his throat, so he nodded and continued drinking.

After a few glasses of wine, the seafood side dishes were almost served, Quan Zhilong carefully peeled a prawn, and handed it to Jiang Mengyao: "Come on, I'll peel it for you to eat."

Jiang Mengyao put his hand away indifferently: "No, let's take care of ourselves, don't need to do anything extra."

Quan Zhilong had no choice but to withdraw his hand silently.

When the boss served the last big bowl of clam soup, Quan Zhilong took out his mobile phone, opened the camera software, and said, "Okay, everything is ready, let me take a photo to commemorate the first supper you invited me. "

Jiang Mengyao continued to eat indifferently, Quan Zhilong had already raised the phone above her head: "Smile?"

Jiang Mengyao put down the scare in her hands, and made a nonchalant comparison to the camera. At this time, Quan Zhilong also poked his head into the camera, and quickly pressed the shutter, leaving a photo that looked pretty good.

After taking the photo, Quan Zhilong ate it contentedly. While eating, he remembered that the must-see scenes of idol dramas he had watched in TV dramas before were food stalls, and usually in food stalls, the relationship between the male and female protagonists can occur. So he took a sip of the bar and pouted his mouth, saying: "Mengyao, taking advantage of this night, taking advantage of this table of seafood and fine wine, today, let's open our hearts and talk about what is in our hearts."

Jiang Mengyao was concentrating on eating the big crab. From the corner of her eye, she noticed that Quan Zhilong was looking at her affectionately. She immediately felt that this person was a fake, and said without looking back, "I invite you to eat. You just eat it. Why are there so many nonsense?" .”

Quan Zhilong was still not reconciled: "How about we play a game, rock-paper-scissors, and whoever loses has to promise the other party one thing?"

Jiang Mengyao finally put down the big crab in her hand, turned to look at him: "Come on."

Quan Zhilong's eyes lit up, and a lot of things he wanted her to do after he won...Of course...most of the things must be mosaic...

Just thinking happily, Jiang Mengyao has already won.

"Okay, I lost the first round, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Mengyao replied indifferently: "I want you to shut up and eat quietly."

Quan Zhilong: "Hey..." So...is this the end...I don't want...

After a meal, both of them had a good meal. When they walked out of the store, they suddenly heard screams from above their heads. Quan Zhilong suddenly saw a miniature succulent flower pot being smashed straight down. She just protected Jiang Mengyao with her whole body. Just as Jiang Mengyao was about to kick the flowerpot away, she was hugged by Quan Zhilong. She had no choice but to hug Princess Quan Zhilong, and then turned around, and the flowerpot was on her His feet were smashed open.

"Oh my god, are you all right?" the woman upstairs called out sharply.

Jiang Mengyao put down Quan Zhilong, then waved her hand upstairs without raising her head, indicating that she was fine.

Because the flower pot was smashed, it attracted the attention of many people. Jiang Mengyao and Quan Zhilong had no choice but to leave quickly in order not to come out. The princess felt incredible and slightly ashamed.

As soon as he got into the car, he turned on the headlights and started hugging Jiang Mengyao's arm, looked left and right, and asked worriedly, "Didn't hurt you, didn't I hurt you..." After hugging his arm, he felt a feeling of wanting Holding her thigh, Jiang Mengyao pushed him away with two fingers, and said calmly: "Just let me handle the situation just now."

Quan Zhilong bit his lip: "I should be the one who said this to you. I am a man, and I can protect my own woman. You have to trust me."

Jiang Mengyao shook her head: "First, I'm not your woman. Second, if I didn't do anything just now, you probably have a hole in your back. Third, you have to remember that you can't protect me."

Quan Zhilong clenched his fist and stopped talking, his eyes were full of hurt expressions.

Jiang Mengyao ignored it.

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