"Why do you always sit by my side? Don't you have a luxury RV?"
Ruan Anlan frowned and stared at the man beside her with dissatisfaction while sucking herbal tea.
"Tsk, do you woman have a conscience? I kindly accompany you to endure hardships, but you are still disgusted? Hey, do you know how to be a human being?"
Yi Muchen patted his trouser legs unhappily, deliberately slapped the dust he had touched during filming and flew all over the sky.
Ruan Anlan frowned because of his movements, waved his hand, and accused dissatisfiedly: "Yi Muchen! Are you young or not!"
"Haha, each other!"
As he said that, Yi Muchen simply sat down with Ruan Anlan, regardless of the curious, gossip, or jealous eyes of the people around him.
Ruan Anlan was not as arrogant as him. She felt that the eyes of those women could burn a hole in her body.
He pushed away the man who was sticking over and warned with a angrily voice: "Yi Muchen, I'm not polite if you come over again!"
"Wow—Come on, come on, please don't be polite, don't be polite! Treat me roughly!"
Yi Muchen closed his eyes and pressed his face towards Ruan Anlan, and expectation appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.
Ruan Anlan: “…”
Is this man having a brain problem?
She really didn't know how this guy made thousands of girls look so fascinated.
Ruan Anlan shook her head. If it weren't for the cameras that were shooting behind the scene, her eyes would have rolled to the sky.
"Haha, if you don't leave, I'll leave!" Ruan Anlan picked up the script and the water cup and stood up.
Yi Muchen hurriedly tried to keep her, "Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey, okay, I'll leave, can't I leave? You woman is really ruthless. Brother is so kind to you, you are so kind to me?"
"When will I ask you to be nice to me?" Ruan Anlan pointed at herself, "Besides, you don't call it good to me, you call it harming me! Don't you know how much influence you have? You're good
, fearless, I was scolded so badly!”
Yi Muchen looked around and realized that it seemed that there were indeed many women staring at Ruan Anlan, as if they were about to rush over to bite off her throat in the next second.
Being proud...
"Sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot my charm." Yi Muchen apologized with a smile, but his face was not sincere, "I'll pay attention next time."
Ruan Anlan clenched her fists to warn her.
"So—" Yi Muchen had already left, but after thinking about it, he turned around.
One hand was put in his pocket and the other hand held the script and raised it condescendingly. The blew wind brought up the fine fluff on Ruan Anlan's forehead.
The girl's delicate and beautiful face was almost distorted under the sun's back. She really had a skin that could make all men tempt.
Looking at the picture in front of you, Yi Muchen was slightly lost.
"What?"
Ruan Anlan's impatient voice awakened his thoughts.
Yi Muchen hurriedly withdrew his gaze, cleared his throat, and his face felt a little uncomfortable, "Oh, I mean, I'm very embarrassed to be targeted, but you also know that it's so attractive, so
Can you blame me?"
“…”
"It's not my fault that he is handsome, rich and so charming..."
"If you say something else, I really want to punch you." Ruan Anlan gritted her teeth, feeling a little unbearable.