After Lu Yanqing finished writing, Zhang Qihang and Xiaoxuan looked at each other, and they both felt incredible. One was that they felt that their boss had great ideals and actually wanted to marry a female star. Xiaoxuan subconsciously looked at Wanyan, and the person involved immediately turned and left.

Wanyan's legs were inconvenient, and Xiaoxuan was about to run over to help her, but Zhang Qihang pulled her back, "Sister, ask you, what does your sister Wanyan have to do with our Marine Corps?"

Xiaoxuan tightly covered her mouth and said nothing, Zhang Qihang asked again: "Then does your Sister Wanyan like our Marine Corps?"

Xiaoxuan snorted, "Sister Wanyan doesn't like scumbags!"

The two of them were whispering, and Lu Yanqing heard the "scumbag" and didn't say anything. He raised his eyes and looked forward, his eyes falling towards the girl's limping back, stubborn and indifferent.

Everyone in the crew had already gotten up, and as soon as Wanyan entered the door, she ran into Gu Yuchen, who played the male lead in the play.

Gu Yuchen is a newcomer who has been in the industry for one year, but he is about the same age as Wanyan. Because of a campus drama, he has a pretty appearance and a gentle personality.

Seeing the gauze wrapped around Wanyan’s ankles, Gu Yuchen hurriedly held her, “Your feet are okay?

I'll help you in."

Wanyan was about to pull her hand back, but she was stunned for only two seconds. She didn't refuse and chuckled: "Please trouble you."

Gu Yuchen smiled and scratched his head: "What are you grateful for when you are a small matter?"

Lu Yanqing was behind the two, his deep eyes fell on the hands of the boy and the girl, and a layer of shadow was covered with dark pupils.

After breakfast, the bus that picked up the crew also arrived.

Everyone said goodbye to several armed police officers and soldiers one by one, and there was even a female artist who boldly asked Lu Yanqing about her contact information. However, the man had a cold face from beginning to end and dark eyes, which made people shivering when they looked at her for a while.

Director Liu hugged Lu Yanqing enthusiastically, "Captain Lu, I really want to thank you for this accident with the armed police soldiers and firefighters, otherwise we would be in trouble."

Lu Yanqing stood in front of the car, with a firm and upright body, like a standing green pine. Director Liu received no response after a warm greeting.

Director Liu was the last one to get into the car. He looked at the two people following him and was shocked: "Lu, Captain Lu, are you going with us too?"

The man's eyes passed over him and fell quietly on the last row of people. His thin lips pressed slightly, and his voice was cold: "Send you to the airport."

Director Liu was even happier when he heard this. Captain Lu was really dedicated and always cared about their safety evacuation.

The tall and tall man entered the carriage and even lowered his head slightly, and his quiet eyes met her across the air.

Meng Wanyan sat in the last row of the bus. When she saw Lu Yanqing getting on the bus, she frowned slightly, her pink lips tightly pursed, and her delicate little face as big as a palm seemed to have a layer of frost.

There were a few empty seats in the car, and Xiaoxuan sat next to Wanyan. Zhang Qihang, opposite, handed her eyes to her. Xiaoxuan hesitated for a few seconds, then stood up with her backpack and ran over to sit with him.

The position next to Meng Wanyan was empty, and she stared at Xiaoxuan with an unhappy expression. The little girl seemed to have a premonition and shrank her neck and didn't dare to look at her, as she was as cowardly as an ostrich.

The visitor blocked her sharpening eyes like a wall. Wanyan raised her eyes and glared at him with a angrily eyes, but the man sat down beside her with shameless words.

A clear smell came with a faint smell of tobacco.

She knew that it belonged to Lu Yanqing.

Wanyan thought the car was too stuffy, so she took off her black coat and put it on her legs. She turned her head and looked out the window expressionlessly, with a cold look between her beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Lu Yanqing turned his head and looked at her down his eyes. A beam of sunlight penetrated through the glass and fell on the girl's face. Her skin was delicate, thin and tender, and her slender neck looked like an uncarved piece of beautiful jade, which was dazzling.

As if he noticed the man's undercurrent, Meng Wanyan took a deep breath and turned around, lowered her voice, and said calm and indifferent: "Have you seen enough?"

Lu Yanqing's lips slightly closed, and his dark and deep eyes were fixedly looking at her, his voice cold and low: "Who is that kid?"

What expression does he have?

Wanyan found it funny, and her slender eyes curled up slightly: "What's your business?"

Lu Yanqing looked at her, her jaw tightened, her eyes were filled with a heavy meaning, and she didn't say a word.

Seeing that he was speechless, Wanyan seemed to have won a battle, snorted coldly from her nose, then turned her head to look out the window.

When she arrived at the airport, she would fly to Kyoto. She would never ask where he would go, and the two of them would just stop.

At this moment, Lu Yanqing was thinking that the thin and small man just now held her right hand.

He touched his hands first, then his arms.

His eyes gradually sink, his tongue tipped his lower teeth, and his eyes fell on the black coat on the girl's legs.

Lu Yanqing gently pulled the corner of his lips, lifted up a corner of his clothes, quickly moved forward, and accurately grasped the girl's clenched fist with her right hand.

Meng Wanyan was stunned for a moment, her clean and moist eyes suddenly widened, and she glared hard.

The man beside him pressed his thin lips slightly, and his calm and stern face was not visible. His palm was hot, tightly pressing against the back of her slightly cool hands, and the burning temperature burned every inch of her skin.

The two of them were in the last row, and the hands they were holding were covered with coats, so outsiders could not see anything at all.

Lu Yanqing seemed not satisfied. His hand tightened slightly, trying to sink his fingers into her fingers, interlocking with her fingers.

Wanyan's cheeks were so angry that her eyebrows were furrowed. She clenched her fists, but she didn't want him to do what she wanted.

Lu Yanqing lowered his eyes and glanced at her, with deep eye sockets, long and dense eyelashes, and a cold expression, looking no different from usual.

The girl did not cooperate, so his hand had to loosen slightly, gently rubbing and rubbing the protruding bones of her right hand with her warm fingertips. It was gentle and gentle, and every move made Wanyan's heart tremble.

She took a deep breath and felt that her breathing was a little uncomfortable.

She clearly understood why Lu Yanqing did this.

He saw the interaction between her and Gu Yuchen just now.

This was the case when the two were together before, Lu Yanqing was not allowed to have physical contact with other boys. At one sports meeting, she fell on the track and a boy in the same class pulled her up. After the game, Lu Yanqing looked cold and said nothing, took her to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed her hands over and over again.

She was dissatisfied with why he lost his temper, so she made a fuss with him. Finally, the palms and backs of his hands were rubbed red. Then he held her hand and kissed her gently, saying sorry to her as if he had regained his sanity.

At first she didn't care, but later she realized that Lu Yanqing's almost morbid possessiveness was not love, but that he was sick.

She angered him for being paranoid, but she was not the same.

In fact, many years have passed, they are all the same kind of people.

Meng Wanyan sneered, her clenched fists and her fingernails were embedded in her flesh without feeling it hurt. She curled her lips and looked at Lu Yanqing with a sarcastic expression: "What are you doing?"

Could it be that I haven't had enough fun yet?"

The man lowered his head, his tone was very light, but it looked like the cold wind blowing in the mountain stream in winter, sharp and cold: "Don't let other men touch you."

It's time for this, did he think it was five years ago?

At that time, what he said was what he said. Wanyan liked him, so she was willing to be obedient and was willing to spoil him.

But now it’s different. After five years, he’s not even bullshit.

Wanyan raised her chin slightly, her eyes were cold and arrogant: "It's really a coincidence. I'm a female star now, and the men I have come into contact with can't count them with one or two hands."

She said casually, and Lu Yanqing frowned when she heard it, pressing down the tingling sensation in her heart, but the blood in her chest was already covered in blood.

The two of them had a stalemate for not long after this, the bus stopped at an intersection. Wanyan took advantage of his unpreparedness and pulled back his hand. She put on the black coat and immediately stood up and asked Zhang Qihang to change seats with him.

Xiaoxuan and Zhang Qihang subconsciously looked at Wanyan and Lu Corps. Both of them looked very good, as if they had parted in disagreement.

Did they do something wrong?

Seeing Wanyan getting angry, Xiaoxuan was also unhappy, so she turned her head and glared at Zhang Qihang, and said, "It depends on your bad idea."

On the way to the airport, except for the four people in the back row, the rest were very enthusiastic. Staying away from this place of right and wrong, there was no danger of life.

Zhao Zhixuan, who was sitting in the front row, kept her head down and chatting with her agent on WeChat. After confirming that everything was done, she turned off her phone and pulled the corners of her lips and smiled coldly.

The bus stopped outside the airport, and the artists were dressed in bright clothes, and the assistants lined up to pick up their luggage.

When Meng Wanyan came, she took three suitcases, and she and Xiaoxuan took them together. When they moved to the second one, Lu Yanqing came from behind and took the extra-large suitcase easily with neat movements.

Xiaoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and said, "Thank you, Lu Da, scum, brother."

Halfway through speaking, Xiaoxuan realized that the name was wrong, and after changing her mouth, she found it even more strange.

Meng Wanyan was calm and took the suitcase with a smile, looking at him with bright eyes: "Thank you, Captain Lu, then we will never have a chance in the future."

Lu Yanqing had to admit that the girl in front of him could easily hold him in his palms, whether five years ago or now, and a light sentence could turn into a sharp blade, pierce him hard, and then stab a blood hole out.

He licked his dry lips, his throat seemed to have something blocked, and his breathing was difficult.

Lu Yanqing looked at her steadily and slowly let go of the hand holding the pull rod. His voice was very low, but he was quiet and firm.

"Yan'er, I'll go back."

He paused, his voice hoarse: "If you want me."

The sunlight above her head was so bright that Meng Wanyan felt that she must have worn too much clothes to feel so stuffy that she couldn't breathe. She raised her eyes to look at him, her thin lips moved slightly, and she finally didn't say anything. She pulled her suitcase and turned around, and walked into the airport without looking back.

Xiaoxuan hurriedly pulled the small suitcase and said goodbye to Zhang Qihang. When it was Lu Yanqing's turn, she stuttered a little: "Lu... Zha, goodbye Zha brother!"

Looking at the slowly disappearing backs of the group, Zhang Qihang looked at Xiaoxuan and still couldn't bear to take back his gaze. He spoke in a melancholy and regretful tone: "Boss, are you and Meng Wanyan really out of the way?"

After the Marine Corps recovered from its injuries, it had already applied for a transfer report from its superiors half a year ago, but Chief of Staff Wu kept suppressing him and didn't want him to leave.

Lu Yanqing lowered his head, his heart was empty, and he couldn't say a word.

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The flight to Kyoto arrived at its destination three hours later.

Meng Wanyan was not in good condition for the past three hours. Even Xiaoxuan felt the low pressure on her body. The girl's eyes were red, as if she was about to cry, but she didn't shed a tear. She was just dazed all the way, and her whole body seemed to be out of her body.

When the plane landed, Wanyan calmed down her emotions, as if she had armed all her armor and turned into the invincible female warrior.

Just as he got into the nanny car, Wanyan received a call from her agent Bai Jingning.

Press the answer button and you will hear the other party scolding you.

"Wanyan! What's going on with you? How many times have you hit someone on the hot search?
Chapter completed!