"After eating, go upstairs to sleep," Rong Mo said with a smile and some teasing, "I'll let you off tonight."

Yan Yiqing chuckled, "thank you so much for the lack of tolerance." But she was a little bit tired: she didn't want to hold her again on the day when rongmo met other people. Although she didn't have the qualification to refuse, the idea of indirect deep contact with a stranger was quite appropriate.

When Yanyiqing stands up, she walks in front of rongmo, quietly rubs her finger on the corner of his mouth, and then casually grinds it. She holds the used bowl and walks into the kitchen, "rongshao, I swear I didn't see the supper at the corner of your mouth tonight."

With her back to rongmo, Yanyiqing looks down at her thumb. It's a remnant of Dousha lipstick. I'm afraid rongmo doesn't know that she was left behind by the other party. The light is dim outside and she can't see clearly. It's especially obvious when she comes in.

If she doesn't think of a way to erase this evidence, for a while, Rong Mo goes upstairs to look in the mirror, naturally she will know.

Yan Yiqing curved a meaningless smile, hummed a tune to wash the bowl, then turned off the light and went upstairs.

After washing out from the bathroom, she just climbed into bed, and was put into her arms by Rong Mo's long arm. Her body was stiff, and then she obediently leaned against the man's arms, but this moment's resistance was detected by the other party.

"What? Does the stomach still feel bad? "

Yan Yiqing blinked, sleepy even heaven and earth yawned, "much better, Rong Shao, don't worry."

"Go to sleep." The man gave her a kiss behind her ear, and the warm palm of his hand kneaded in a circle in her upper abdomen.

Yan Yiqing doesn't fight any more, so she sleeps in each other's arms in a daze. She is too used to the behavior of coaxing each other to sleep every day. Before her disgust rises, she has been pressed down by the hiss and colds.

Liang Xinyu's efficiency is still very reliable. After destroying the technical staff of the whole team like a group of little yellow flowers, he succeeded in cutting out the film on the morning of the premiere and matching it with the theme song. No one can see that the excellent effect was produced by catching up.

However, the film has been edited intermittently before, and the whole backbone is there. These days, it's like adding flesh and blood to a skeleton. It's not impossible.

Yanyiqing asked rongmo in advance whether he would attend the premiere, but rongmo really let Kobayashi arrange the time. When Liang Xinyu learns the news, he immediately makes a decision to let Yan Yiqing and Rong Mo appear together. Don't crowd with the rest of the crew.

Yan Yiqing thinks that Rong Mo doesn't seem to find anything strange these two days, so she is very generous: anyway, now we all know that she and Rong Mo are in love, so we always have to show that.

In a word, although the media still gossip about some irrelevant content, the film premiere before dawn was a great success, and the attitude of the media was slightly different. However, even the most vicious media can not classify the film as a bad film, and can only say that it can not become a classic.

Liang Xinyu's response to this is to turn a white eye: "if I can shoot a classic now, it will be the international first-line Lifetime Achievement Award, OK?"

At the end of the show, the other creators who were prepared took their luggage one by one to the airport. Only Yan Yiqing changed her clothes and went home, without even having time to take off her elaborate hairstyle.

After getting on the car, Yan Yiqing is trying to remove a lot of hair clips on her head. When she is so absorbed in her struggle, Rong Mo doesn't know where to take out a bunch of flowers and give them to her. "Congratulations, the movie is very successful."

Yan Yiqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately began to laugh, regardless of her hair. She reached out and took the rosette over, put it in front of her, looked at it for a while, and nodded, "thank you, investors are satisfied."

"I'm always satisfied with you."

Yan Yiqing turns her head and looks at him teasingly, "Rong Shao, what if one day she suffers a loss?"

If you don't say anything else, just pick the nearest one. If Rong Mo is satisfied with her everywhere, she doesn't need to find another woman to meet her physical needs.

Rong Mo is very keen to hear a layer of secret intention from Yan Yiqing's words. He picks an eyebrow and says, "don't you believe me?"

"Of course, I believe in Rong Shao," Yan Yiqing said with a smile. "Besides Rong Shao, who else can I believe?" Believe it or not.

There is a strong sense of speciousness in this remark. Yan Yiqing intends to play Tai Chi. Although Rong Mo has some feelings, he doesn't capture any useful information. So he presses the doubt button, inserts her finger into Yan Yiqing '

"I have to sort things out." Yan Yiqing took another one down and sighed: How did sister Wei pin so many hairpins to her lonely head?

"Uncle Zhang is being helped." Rong Mo said, "what time is the plane?"

"One twenty."

"In time, go back to eat something to cushion your stomach, and leave after your hair is finished." Rong Mo can't refuse the underground decision, "even if you miss the plane, transfer one of your own to send you there."

"It's best to catch the plane. Don't waste money." Yan Yiqing: she thought that the Rong family would definitely have a private plane, but she didn't expect that it would be open without applying for a flight in advance.

Let Mo dun dun, suddenly said: "I let Xiao Mengyao stare at you to eat on time, no junk food."

Yan Yiqing blinked her eyes and was very depressed. Why didn't she be surprised? This is exactly what Rong Mo can do. She nodded: "OK."

As soon as the car stopped, he got out of the car with Rong Mo and stepped into the door a little faster. However, he saw that Uncle Zhang had already put her suitcase close to the door. It was obvious that she had been ready for a long time. He sighed for the first time in his heart: it's good to have money.

"Miss Yan, supper is ready." Uncle Zhang kindly took things from Yan Yiqing's hand, "do you need someone to help you with your hair?"

Yan Yiqing originally wanted to show off that she could do it. She recalled the experience of pulling her scalp in the car and took the words back. "I can't do what I want."

Rong Mo follows Yan Yiqing and puts her shoes away.