Bai Ran is stubborn, and Wen Miaomiao will always persuade his good friends to stop from time to time, but he can't get any results.
As time went by, Wen Miaomiao gave up, but still looked like he hated iron.
"Stop talking, I have a call coming in."
Wen Miaomiao frowned and listened to the beeping, complaining secretly in her heart. It must be that she didn't want to listen to the nagging, and she had been like this before.
But this time it was not the case. Bai Ran's cell phone showed that there was a caller that had been called several times, and it was Tang Yunsheng.
Pick it up.
"Miss Bai." The person speaking opposite was not Tang Yunsheng. She sounded familiar to her, but she couldn't remember it for a while.
"Hello? Is this Mr. Tang's phone number?" she asked doubtfully.
Fu Rushen smiled: "Don't tell me, I'm Yunsheng's friend. He drank too much at the club and wanted to see you. Come over and I'll give you a seat."
Bai Ran didn't want to answer the call. At this time, it was very cold outside.
"Not coming?" Fu Rushen could feel her emotions through the phone and was a little curious: "Aren't you Yunsheng's little lover? Can you bear to see him like this?"
"Send me the location."
After hanging up, Bai Ran simply put on his coat and took the car keys. The club took more than an hour to drive from the apartment, and it was already one o'clock in the night when he arrived.
She looked at the container-like place, with only one window on the second floor lit up, and she pressed the doorbell below.
It opened with a snap.
She turned on the flashlight on her phone and shouted softly.
No one agreed, and the empty hall was filled with echoes.
"Here." Fu Rushen, wearing a shirt, suit and gold-rimmed glasses, was standing on the landing facing her.
Bai Ran was startled by the sudden sound. He calmed down and followed him up. There were several rooms on the second floor. Fu Rushen opened one of them.
The Tang Yunsheng he said should be drunk and lying on the bed at this moment, but now his clothes are intact and he is even smoking leisurely.
There was only a slit in the curtain, which was exactly where she could see her getting out of the car.
Prank, her first reaction was these three words. It was not unprecedented before, but it rarely tortured her like this.
Besides, she was always afraid of the dark and the cold, and it was this hour that she was out driving.
"Tang Yunsheng." She walked in with a cold tone, seeming to complain about his joke.
"I thought you didn't want to come." Tang Yunsheng leaned against the window and flicked his fingers at the dark brown ashtray twice.
Fu Rushen saw that the atmosphere was not right and ran away as soon as the door closed.
"Aren't you drunk?" She walked over and softened her attitude within two seconds. She was really spineless.
"Did you not want to come just now?" Tang Yunsheng seemed to have grabbed hold of her and kept repeating this sentence, like a little boy who had not grown up.
"It's cold and dark, I'm scared, and you're not the one who answered the phone." She put her hand gently on his waist with an aggrieved attitude.
"Yunsheng, even if I'm scared and worried, I'm still here." Her expression and tone pleased Tang Yunsheng.
He put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it in the ashtray, walked to the bed and sat down, patting his legs.
Bai Ran walked up to him, bent down and sat astride him, hugging his neck.
"That one just now was Fengwu's producer." He suddenly mentioned Fu Rushen.
Bai Ran blinked, as if she didn't understand what he meant: "Really? You seem to have a good relationship." She smiled, not caring about the hidden meaning of his words.
His hand rubbed the sensitive spot on her waist, and Bai Ran couldn't help but let out a sigh, and then she leaned half against him, with the tips of her hair swaying across his neck and cheeks.
"Next time, no matter who says it, don't believe it as long as it's not me."
Bai Ran wanted to curse, but Tang Yunsheng was always so uncertain.
Just now I suspected that she didn't want to come, but now I'm worried that she easily believed Fu Rushen's call.
No matter what, he seemed like a tyrannical king who would not give up until he imprisoned his concubine in a third of an acre in the backyard.
And he didn't forget to recruit concubines from outside.
"Okay." She was well-behaved and docile.
But Tang Yunsheng knows better than anyone else that Bai Ran is different from the daughters raised by wealthy families, and her well-behavedness is just a disguise.
She seems to have a good temper, but she doesn't allow anyone to enter her restricted area.
Tang Yunsheng's arms tightened, and he couldn't explain his feelings. He was scratched and itched uncomfortably, but it couldn't stop the itching. He could only get some relief by constantly stinging, and then it became even more violent.
Itching sensation.
When going out, Bai Ran was held in the arms of Tang Yunsheng and held by the princess. She was so happy to walk, and her biological clock was a little sleepy at this point.
Seeing the smoke in her eyes, Tang Yunsheng raised the corners of his mouth and put her in the passenger seat.
"Get some sleep."
Bai Ran was surprised by his thoughtfulness, which was not something he could say.
"You won't be able to sleep when you get home."
Fu Rushen stood at the door, looking at Tang Yunsheng's gentle and cautious features.
The word love is something that this outsider can see more clearly.
When the car door closed, Bai Ran's sleepiness dissipated completely. She leaned slightly closer to the car window and looked over from this angle.
Tang Yunsheng was talking to Fu Rushen.
She lowered the window, and the hot breath she breathed made her eyes moist.
"Tang Yunsheng." She raised her phone and turned on the camera.
Tang Yunsheng turned around when he heard the sound, half leaning on his side.
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