"Okay." Ruan Anlan held a bottle of fruit wine and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. Her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were blurred. She looked innocent and cute, "I thanked me."
Yi Muchen stared at her eyes with a smile, not knowing what he was thinking, and his tone was very gentle, "Thank you, I'll finish it with a meal?"
Ruan Anlan knew that Fei was not easy to invite, and after recording the song, she quickly left the country in a low-key manner, but she didn't even get a splash. She was the former queen of the music industry? Even though she was not in the world, the legend about her in the world has never stopped.
I guess when "Rose on the Clouds" is broadcast in the beginning of spring, this song will also rise higher. Whether Fei's signature is allowed or not, everyone will definitely hear Fei's misty voice tone.
Then, what kind of good show will begin?
It was so interesting that Ruan Anlan could not help but think about it in her mind.
Ruan Anlan said hey, "What do you want?"
Yi Muchen also leaned back, and a malicious smile appeared on his handsome face, "I haven't thought about it yet, but don't you like to owe everyone favors? I'll record this favor account first, and then let you pay it back later. How about it?"
Yi's family has a great career, and Yi Muchen is even more awesome in the circle. He looks so pretty and never lacks women. In short, in terms of wealth and sex, Ruan Anlan will definitely not have anything to let Yi Muchen take advantage.
What's more, Yi Muchen is not that kind of person.
Therefore, Ruan Anlan responded without any psychological pressure and shrugged, "Okay, even if I owe you a favor, I won't do anything about murder and arson."
Ruan Anlan stretched out a finger and shook it, reminding Yi Muchen as a warning.
Yi Muchen sneered, and a trace of warmth soaked in his eyes, "You are drunk."
Ruan Anlan burped at the right time, and the two of them cooperated, "I'm not drunk, so I'm not so bad at drinking."
Yi Muchen shook his head, glanced at the scene on the table, and then looked at the empty bottle that Ruan Anlan hugged in his arms, "Are you full? Just go after you carry it, I have something to do in the afternoon."
Ruan Anlan curled her lips: "Cut the bridge when you cross the river, you are so shameless."
Yi Muchen stood up, and the chair was dragged backwards. He picked up the coat on the clothes rail and glanced at Ruan Anlan with a smile, "You are not my girlfriend, why am I doing so kind to you?"
Ruan Anlan was stunned, then nodded in index finger, and said in agreement: "It makes sense. If you can think so, your future girlfriend will feel at ease."
As he said that, Ruan Anlan also stood up, picked up the bag on the chair next to him, and was about to walk towards the door. Suddenly, his feet staggered and almost fell down. Yi Muchen subconsciously reached out to help her, but Ruan Anlan was like a military fist, shaking a few times, and stood firm.
Then he smiled like a reward, with a big smile in his eyes, saying, "Are I very powerful?", "Don't worry, I've practiced it."
Yi Muchen's eyes were slightly dark, but he was more helpless, "I didn't expect that you would go to Shaolin Temple to become a monk after not seeing each other for more than a month."
Ruan Anlan smiled and said, "This is a bad word. I didn't learn this drunken fist from hitting Shaolin Temple..."
The two of them used to make jokes, and they arrived in the corridor in a round trip.
There were many people outside, and the two of them were wrapped tightly, and they instinctively kept some distance.