He Is Warmer Than Time

Under a honey locust tree outside the crew, Yao Xifeng leaned on the trunk to smoke. When he smoked half a pack of cigarettes, his driver Chen Shu hurried over and said, "Xifeng, what are you doing? You have been smoking here."

Yao Xifeng's hands trembled slightly, his eyes didn't look at Uncle Chen, and he meant a zombie: "Is it because Gu Jingxing met Song Ran first, so Song Ran likes him?"

In mid-August, at midday, it was already very hot. Yao Xifeng had sweat beads on his forehead, sweat behind his shirt, and his expression was a little trance.

Uncle Chen felt distressed: "You child, Song Ran is not the only person in the world. She doesn't like you, so can't we just find someone else?"

Yao Xifeng suddenly fell half of the cigarette in his hand, and his emotions seemed a little out of control: "No! No! I only want her, I only want Song Ran."

Uncle Chen hurriedly comforted him: "You kid, why are you so stubborn? The twisted melon is not sweet, and I don't think Song Ran's temperament is suitable for you, she is very hot tempered..."

Yao Xifeng replied: "When she was in front of Gu Jingxing, she was not strong at all, very soft. I also want her to smile at me that way. If she smiles to me that way, I think everything is worth it."

Uncle Chen snatched the cigarette from his hand: "Don't smoke. After a while, I just smoked half a pack of cigarettes. Doesn't it feel uncomfortable?"

Yao Xifeng patted his head suddenly: "I thought of it, I thought of..."

Uncle Chen never recovered: "Ah? What did you think of?"

"Uncle Chen, drive me to get my hair cut."

Uncle Chen was puzzled: "Ah? Cut your hair? How come you, kid, remember that every one is one?"

Yao Xifeng was excited and excited as if he had found the profound meaning of life. He got into the car and urged Uncle Chen to drive quickly.

He discovered the difference between him and Gu Jingxing, so Song Ran likes men with flat heads and camouflage uniforms.

Yes, it must be so!

I don't know how to say that he is innocent and innocent?

It's better to say that he deceived himself.

Yao Xifeng's love is as passionate as fire. He adds selfishness and exclusivity to his love regardless of whether his fire will burn others. He wants Song Ran, and he wants Song Ran at all costs.

He had no way to accept the fact that Song Ran would only love Gu Jingxing and not see him all his life. He was unwilling to see the essence through the phenomenon.

He was immersed in his own world, enjoying himself, painting the ground as a prison, and finally buried himself.

In the dressing room, Song Ran wore a robe and tied her hair. The makeup artist was about to insert a jasper hairpin on her. The hairpin was taken away. Feng Baoer whispered, "I'll plug her in..."

Song Ran smiled and looked at her: "Huh? Sister Baoer? It seems that you didn't have your role this morning."

Feng Baoer pressed her head with the index finger of her left hand, pinched the jasper hairpin in her right hand, looked at the person in the mirror, and said softly: "Well, without my scene, I stay in the hotel. It's better to come and see you filming."

The hairpin slowly inserted into her black hair. The transparent green jade made her face like a jade. The scenery was full of moon, Nangong Yan, but it was really good to see that people couldn't remove their eyes.

Song Ran got up and said with a smile: "Sister Baoer, you are really dedicated."

Feng Baoer walked out with her, and she asked casually: "The man...who was that last night?"

Song Ran coughed slightly: "Uh...that...he is my cousin"