The man in the suit next to him was stunned and his chin was about to fall off.

Has he ever seen Mr. Wen, who was so gentle and elegant, call a financial master to someone?!!

Damn it crazy!

Is he still here?

Can you be more careful!

Skip away.

"Yes..." Ranbai bent his eyebrows and his eyes looked thoughtful, and said lazily: "Be bolder. But, just a little."

The next second after the words fell, Ranbai was suddenly pushed to the bedroom behind him by Wen Haoqing, and then the door was closed and made a bang, and then the actor was pressed on the table next to him and kissed him.

The girl's waistline was stuck at the edge of the table, and the hem of the clothes was slid upward due to movement, revealing half of her waist. The lines were white and thin, and the man's clear and slender hands were clasped on her waist, making her look sexy and seductive for no reason.

"Is it so unrestrained?" The actor pressed the girl's hands against the top of her hair, and slowly rubbed her thin lips over the corners of her dyed lips. The peach blossom eyes were shattered, as if they were drowning. Her voice was hoarse and magnetic, and her tone was warm and patient, which formed a huge contrast with his movements.

Before Ranbai could speak, he heard a very light smile in his ear, as if he was murmured: "Is it too light... I have something more presumptuous?"

"We will try slowly in the future." Wen Haoqing leaned on her, falling down like anger, and lingered into the bones. The gentle and dangerous contradictions were intertwined into a delusion that seduced people's hearts.

When the actor got up, he lowered his eyes and tidied his sleeves, and he was rigorous and abstinent, calmly not as seductive as before.

Ranbai sat on the table, supporting the ground with one leg on the ground, looking at the man, he was quite gentle and scum. Ranbai was not interested in decoration and had no objection, so he asked Wen Haoqing to take care of it, but in this case, they could not stay here for the time being. Wen Haoqing asked her whether to go to his house or a hotel.

Ranbai pondered for a while, "Do I stay in a hotel alone?"

"Of course not." Wen Haoqing explained with a smile: "I am just worried that Miss Song doesn't want to come to my house, so we can stay in the hotel temporarily."

"...Forget it, go to your house."

"good."

The two of them had such unclear beginnings of cohabitation, but fortunately, whenever Wen Haoqing's etiquette and upbringing always gave people a comfortable feeling, and Ranbai got used to it.

After all the roles of the Republic of China drama "The One Still Not Returning", the boot time was set. I think Wen Haoqing is here. Although it is just a boot ceremony, the arrangement is not small.

The agent said he wanted to come to pick up Ranbai and go to the boot site where he had not yet returned. Ranbai returned to the agent with a string of ellipsis.

She has not told her agent about changing places for the time being and will go back after a while.

However, since the agent was about to come, Ranbai could only tell the agent that she was relatively calm and briefly told the agent about her moving.

"What?!!" The opposite was a scream of expectation, "Why don't you tell me if you change a house? What if you are discovered by fans or even illegitimate children? Where are you living!"

Ranbai thought about it.

If she told her agent that she lives in Wen Haoqing's house now, she would be afraid that the other party's reaction would explode.

There is no need to tell outsiders about this kind of thing, and she has no intention of publicizing it, so she just calmly answered her friend's house.

"Which friend of you!" The agent's temples jumped in waves, and he didn't tell her about changing places to live in such a big deal. Is it a decoration for her agent? "Why don't I know what friends do you have? Is it reliable? I tell you that people are popular and they are so troubled. Don't be too arrogant when you become popular."

"Ordinary friend." This is a private villa. The ancient style wooden charm is particularly rich. When the sun shines in, it is delicate and elegant everywhere, with a kind of dusty cleanness, like a static ancient painting. Ranbai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and said carelessly: "It's okay, reliable."

“…”

The agent didn't know what to say for a moment, so he heard the other person say, "I can just go there myself, I won't have to fuck it up in advance."

“…”

"Ordinary friend?"

A second before the phone hangs up, the agent seemed to hear a low and elegant voice, with clean and nice voice, and very recognizable.

Before she could react to this sentence, she was hung up the phone before she could say a sentence.

"???" The agent looked at the screen of his phone that was hung up in disbelief.

The sound just now... why does it sound so much like Wen Haoqing!

Such an idea flashed through his mind, and the agent quickly laughed.

How is that possible? It’s impossible for anyone to be Wen Haoqing, okay?

Sure enough, I've been busy lately and have an illusion.

But she actually dared to hang up her phone. Her artist has become more and more bold recently.

The agent frowned and called back, feeling a little worried, but still wanted to ask, but the result...

Why, I'm hung up?!

The agent stares at the screen of the phone.

Damn her little boy is really floating!!

Ranbai was originally talking to his agent, but after replying a few casually, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

She subconsciously hung up the phone, pressed to kill the phone, and turned around and saw the man in front of her.

Because he was at home, Wen Haoqing did not wear a suit, but was wearing a looser casual outfit, which was snow-white and clean, which made him look more and more gentle and very at home.

The neckline is slightly loose and open, and the collarbone lines are looming. It is a delicate appearance under the warm appearance, which is more sexy than women.

Just now,

Wen Haoqing looked at her quietly, her eyebrows and eyes swelling in the dim light of the morning light. The gentleman looked gentle and elegant, but the affectionate peach blossom eyes were too light, and the quiet water flowed deep, and there was no fluctuation of joy and anger.

Ranbai knew that Wen Haoqing came here, but she didn't expect that with Wen Haoqing's cultivation, she would talk while she was talking to others. It was indeed a bit surprising, but Ranbai felt that she didn't say anything, and asked without changing her face at the movie emperor's gaze: "What's wrong."

Wen Haoqing was silent for a while. Seeing the other person's eyes calm and open, he suddenly chuckled and took a few steps forward, revealing a sense of pride and nobleness, with a faint sense of oppression, directly pressing the person against the huge floor-to-ceiling window, kissing him lingeringly and deeply, and said gentlely in Ranbai's ear: "Ordinary friends won't sleep with you, Miss Song."

Ranbai stepped back and ran into the floor-to-ceiling window, and didn't mind. She kissed Wen Haoqing lazyly. Hearing this, he lifted his eyes. A little mist was scattered in his eyes, and the smoke was hazy. The light of the morning light floated in it. When her eyebrows were bent, she couldn't see it clearly. She seemed to have the warmth of sunshine on her body, but there was not much in her smile. "What else?"

"I will not be secretly ruled by the financial owner. Or, now..." The gentleman kissed her patiently, hiding aggressiveness under his gentle appearance, hiding all the wolf ambitions and possessiveness.
Chapter completed!