Accidentally Entangled with the Rich: 64
"Go back?"
Ah K hurried to catch up: "Zhou Guang."
"Well, go back first."
Zhou Guang's eyes moved, and after getting in the car, he turned to look at Ak: "What did Director Gu confess recently?"
"Let you make a good show."
Ah K glanced at Zhou Shi, turned back to start the car: "You put on your seat belt."
Zhou Guang pulled the seat belt buckle, turned his head and looked out the window, after thinking for a while, he picked up his phone and called Meng Yungui, but he couldn't get through for the time being. His character is not someone who can escape, and Zhou Guang has not known him for a long time, but this can still be seen.
But why now?
Zhou Guang turned on the mobile phone network, but found no news about the Meng family, not a single clue.
It's so clean, it's hard not to suspect that there are no ghosts behind.
But after Gu Fanchen said that, it's meaningless for Zhou Guang to ask again, not to mention, what's the relationship between her and Meng Yungui?
"What's for dinner?"
Ah K looked at Zhou Guang. When he was penniless and living on the street, Zhou Guang asked him to move here without saying anything. No matter what impression he had of Zhou Guang, now Zhou Guang is his employer, and after losing this job, he doesn't know what to do.
"Is there any food at home?"
"A little bit."
"Is it enough?"
"...no meat."
Zhou Guang took a look at Ah K, he was really good at eating.
"Isn't there a supermarket on the road, you go to buy."
"Well, I know."
It was half past nine when we got home, Zhou Guang and Ah K got out of the elevator one after the other. Ah K suddenly stopped in front of him, Zhou Guang was thinking about something, and accidentally bumped into Ah K, frowning: "What are you doing?"
Ah K said: "Mr. Meng."
Zhou Guang looked up, and Meng Yungui was throwing a black computer bag at his feet. He was leaning against the wall, he hadn't finished smoking a cigarette, and the bright and dim lights flickered on his fingertips. Behind the white smoke, the profound facial features are calm. Wen Yan raised his eyes and looked over, raised his thick eyebrows, and raised his wrist to check the time: "Why is it so late?"
"There is someone who has been ng, dragging the crew back." Zhou Guang suddenly laughed, he was wearing a black suit, the same black shirt with the neckline spread out, and he must have thrown the tie away again.
Ah K has already reacted, nodded and opened the door to put things in.
"Why are you here?"
Zhou Guang looked into Meng Yungui's eyes, he picked up the things on the ground and strode up to Zhou Guang with a cigarette in his mouth, and leaned over. Zhou Guang took the cigarette off his lips and threw it in the trash can behind him.
Heart pounding, a little nervous. It was really unexpected that he suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Meng Yungui lowered his eyes and stared at Zhou Guangguang: "You are quite courageous."
Zhou Guang stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, with the clear smell of tobacco, Meng Yungui pulled her into his arms before he left, bowed his head and kissed her lips fiercely, the kiss was rough and crazy Wild, Zhou Guang was overwhelmed, his fingers clutching his coat tightly. After a while, Meng Yungui let go of her, Zhou Guang pressed his head against his chest, panting. Meng Yungui smiled, rubbed her hair, slid his rough fingers down to scratch Zhou Guang's cheeks, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "How dare you flirt in the corridor when you're shy?"
Zhou Guang's face was hot, he pushed him away and walked into the house.
"The place is not big, let's go in first."
Meng Yun went in and closed the door with his backhand. Looking up at the layout of the house, it is indeed small, very small. In the kitchen, her little assistant was arranging things. Under the light, Zhou Guang's cheeks were rosy, very attractive.
Meng Yungui walked over and sat on the sofa: "Is this the house you are looking for?"
Frowning, he glanced at Zhou Guang, feeling sorry for her.
"It's fine if you can live."
Zhou Guang was a little embarrassed, and looked away: "What are you drinking?"
"Come here." Meng Yungui pointed to the place beside him: "What are you doing so far away?"
Zhou Shiguang pursed his lower lip, walked over and sat down beside him, raised his eyes and looked over: "What's going on?"
"What?"
Meng Yungui took out his mobile phone and leaned on the sofa to type, with his finger on Zhou Guang's shoulder: "What's the matter with your assistant?"
Zhou Guang thought for a while before he understood what he meant: "I live here, Director Gu said that he is afraid of accidents, so he has someone to take care of me here."
"Yes." Meng Yungui sent the text message before turning to look at Zhou Guang: "How is the soundproofing of the house?"
"It's okay, let's do it."
Meng Yungui's gaze deepened, staring at Zhou Guangguang.
Zhou Guang's face flushed, what was this man thinking? Wasn't he kicked out of Meng's house? Shen Mengfei was so anxious that she called herself, and suddenly remembered that she wanted to send Shen Mengfei a message, so she quickly stood up, walked to the entrance, picked up her bag and took out her phone.
"You—" Zhou Guang raised his head and bumped into Meng Yungui's dark eyes, paused for a while, and then said again: "Shen Mengfei called me today, saying that something happened to you."
"Yeah." Meng Yungui said, "something happened."
"Is it serious?"
Zhou Guang walked over and sat down next to him, pressed the keypad of the phone, quickly typed a line and sent it to Shen Mengfei, and put down the phone.
"Where is the TV remote control?"
"Here."
Zhou Guang rarely watched TV, so he took out the remote control from the drawer and handed it to Meng Yungui, who opened it.
There were no interesting programs after nine o'clock, so Meng Yungui clicked on a channel at random, took out a cigarette and lit it on his lips. Throwing down the lighter, he turned to look at Zhou Guang: "If I hadn't promised my mother, I wouldn't even want a last name."
He leaned on the sofa and smoked, squinted his eyes, and his expression sank. Is this his attitude?
There was the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen, and the sound from the TV became the background music.
Zhou Guangguang's phone rang suddenly, which startled her, and quickly picked up the phone to see that the caller was Shen Mengfei, and connected: "Sister Shen."
"Where is Meng Yungui from you?"
Zhou Guang turned his head to look at Meng Yungui, and then said in a voice: "Yes."
"Shen Mengfei?" Meng Yungui said, and picked up Zhou Guang's phone by the way: "What do you want me to do?"
"How are you? Are you okay?"
"It's fine."
Zhou Guang looked at Meng Yungui, and he looked over. His eyes met. Zhou Guang stood up and said with his mouth, "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look, you two."
Meng Yungui glanced at her, and the other end of the phone was silent for a while before speaking: "It's fine, I'll hang up first."
"Yeah."
Meng Yungui frowned, what was Zhou Guanghui running for?
Dinner was ready quickly, with three dishes and one soup, and no one spoke during the meal.
After dinner, Ah K went to wash the dishes, Zhou Guang washed the fruits and brought them out.
Because there is no study room, Meng Yungui put the computer on his lap and focused his eyes. Zhou Guang glanced at all the data, she said, "Sister Shen called this afternoon, she is very worried about you."
"Are you jealous?"
I'm really not jealous, Zhou Guang's feelings for Meng Yungui haven't reached that level yet.
"No."
Meng Yungui raised his hand and stroked Zhou Guangguang's hair: "She is a muscle."
He can comment, but Zhou Guang can't say anything about Shen Mengfei behind his back.
Whether the two of them have **** or not, it has nothing to do with me.
"Shen Shi'an is a nice person. When I saw him having a hard time, I gave him a hand. That girl is endless." Just continue, if you don't want to refuse directly, you don't need to look at anyone's face."
"Yeah."
Zhou Guang's attention fell to the TV, which was broadcasting the Splendid Family.
Starring Cheng Zihan and Shen Mengfei, although Cheng Zihan's acting skills are mediocre, he has a good face. It can also boost the ratings, Shen Mengfei is the best acting Xiaohua among the rookies.
Zhou Guang watched for a long time but couldn't find his part in the show, and then he realized that it had been aired to 30 episodes.
Throwing down the remote control, he turned his head and met Meng Yungui's gaze. Zhou Guang paused and said, "You—"
"What am I? Just say something."
"What are your plans for the future?"
Zhou Guang still feels that he is not the kind of person who will fall easily, after all, he has planned for five years.
"What are you going to do?"
"Career."
Meng Yungui laughed out loud, closed the computer and put it on the coffee table, stood up: "Where is the bathroom? Take a shower."
"Have you changed your clothes?"
Zhou Guang stood up and pointed to the location of the bathroom: "This is the bathroom."
"No."
Meng Yungui and Ah K are quite different in size, and they have no clothes to wear. Is this master really not leaving? To put down roots here.
"You live here tonight?"
Zhou Guang looked into his eyes.
"Yeah."
Well, can Zhou Guang drive him away? The main reason is that I am not sure if he is really down, what if he is just pretending? It's not that people like Meng Yungui can't do it.
"Don't think the place is small?"
"Is there a bigger place now?"
"...then wait a minute, I'll help you find a bath towel."
It's already eleven o'clock, Zhou Guang came out of the shower and turned off the lights in the living room. Zhou Guang turned around and entered the bedroom, Meng Yungui was standing by the window on the phone, probably hearing a voice behind him, he turned his head to look over. Shen Li's eyes flickered away, he explained a few words to the other side, and hung up the phone.
Zhou Guang brushed her hair, since it was not the first time she was in the same room, she naturally knew what would happen. Close the door behind you and walk over. After all, there is still a person living next door: "How many days?"
"What? Drive me away?"
Zhou Guang smiled and shook his head: "I can't keep it either."
Meng Yungui suddenly raised his eyes and his expression sank.
"Really? You want to keep me?"
Zhou Guang choked for a moment, then smiled and said neither yes nor no.
"Did things not go well this time?"
"Successfully."
Meng Yungui's wheat-colored skin glowed under the light, with well-proportioned muscles, a bath towel tied around his waist, strode to the bed, beckoning: "Come here."
Is he seducing?
Zhou Shiguangming knew what was going to happen, and his face burned badly.
"My hair is not dry yet."
The voice dropped.
"Do you want to come over by yourself, or should I hug you?"
Zhou Shiguang walked over, Meng Yungui grabbed her waist and rolled over on the bed, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and it took a long time before they parted. Zhou Guang just took a shower, and his hair was spread all over the bed. Fair skin, with the fragrance of shower gel.
"I heard."
Meng Yungui rubbed her waist with rough fingers, leaned over and pressed his lips against her ear: "I'm bankrupt, you will support me, really?"
His voice was deep and deep, and Zhou Guang's throat was a little dry, unable to stop his hands from wandering wantonly, panting: "Are you going to be poor?"
"What do you think?"
A short silence, Zhou Guang looked into his eyes and said, "I believe in you."
The last string in Meng Yungui's head broke, and he tossed and frantically until the middle of the night before he let go of Zhou Guang.
Zhou Guang didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids, so he slept soundly in his arms.
Meng Yungui scratched Xia Zhouguang's cheek with his fingers, if he kept her by his side for a long time, it probably wouldn't be a bad thing.
What can such a small thing do? Most of the time during the week is very quiet, so quiet that there is no sense of existence. Such a quiet woman dared to talk about raising him.
Can you afford it?
The next day, Zhou Guang was late, and it was half past nine when he opened his eyes.
My throat is hoarse and my whole body hurts. I got up from the bed with a runny nose, and there was no one in the living room when I went out.
Ah K and Meng Yungui were not there, holding the paper box and wiping their nose, feeling dizzy and hurting. It may be that she caught a cold yesterday after being exposed to the rain for too long, or it may be that Meng Yungui spent too much time yesterday, anyway, she has a cold.
Zhou Guang didn't remember whether Meng Yungui used a condom afterwards, just in case, Zhou Guang took out the emergency contraceptive pill from his bag and took a piece.
My throat was dry and sore, and as soon as I swallowed the water, the phone rang.
Zhou Guang walked over and picked up the phone to connect, only to realize that he could not speak, his voice was like sandpaper.
"What happened?"
Meng Yungui's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Your assistant went to the production team to ask for leave for you in the morning, can you still speak?"
"Cold—" Zhou Guang took out a piece of paper and quickly pressed his nose, snorted, and tried his best to make a sound: "I'll go to the hospital in a while."
"Wait at home." Meng Yungui interrupted her angrily: "I'll be back at half past ten, can I dress myself?"
"Yes."
"Okay, change clothes."
"No trouble——"
There is no words, the phone has been hung up.
Zhou Guang had a splitting headache, couldn't stand upright and quickly sat down on the sofa. Her temples thumped, and she closed her eyes and pressed the center of her brows. Sure enough, Meng Yungui had a backhand. When she was on the phone, she clearly heard Assistant Zhu's voice.
It seems that some kind of meeting is being held. If Meng Yun's return is really desperate, will Assistant Zhu follow him?
Wait and see.
Zhou Guang, in the throes of the cold virus erosion, forcibly made room to analyze this matter.
What are you most afraid of about hugging your thighs? Standing on the wrong team.
If you don't pay attention, you may lose the watermelon and not pick up the sesame seeds.
He sneezed earth-shatteringly, and Zhou Guang burst into tears. It would be great if he could become popular in a drama. I'm afraid it would be much easier to be in the front line, and he no longer has to be careful to curry favor with others.