Hearing emperor Xingchen's slightly aggrieved voice, Su Weiyi couldn't help laughing and replied, "of course I want to!"

"How much do you think?"

Emperor Xingchen thinks her answer is too perfunctory, so he asks again.

This question puzzled Su Weiyi. He thought that emperor Xingchen must have thought about it. He was busy filming in the mountains. He was very busy every day. He didn't have time to think about it. He only imagined what he was doing in his spare time before going to bed.

See Su only don't speak, Emperor star tightly embrace her arms slightly loose, suddenly some uncomfortable up, see Su only still don't speak, simply let go, in the dark went to the living room sofa to sit down, a person in a daze.

In his opinion, Su Weiyi didn't want to talk to her, but he kept silent because he couldn't find a suitable reason.

The sweet atmosphere suddenly became colder. Su Wei put out his hand and turned on the light.

Looking at the angry emperor star like a child, Su Weiyi couldn't help but smile. After thinking about it, he wanted to step forward and sit on the edge of the coffee table directly opposite him. He said with a smile, "I miss you, just like a fish in the mountain area. It's because of the drought that it's on the verge of death. Only when I miss you can I draw the water for survival from this yearning; I miss you, just like a person walking in the mountains at night. Only when I have you in my mind can I not feel afraid and have the courage to move on; I miss you as much as you miss me. I miss you as much as you miss me. "

She tilted her head slightly, her big eyes fixed on the emperor's stars, and saw that his expression slowly changed from depression to euphoria. Then she stretched out her index finger, frivolously lifted his chin, leaned forward, and made a look of kissing him. But when her lips were only two fingers away, she stopped and breathed out, "now you know, How much do I miss you? "

This is probably the most beautiful love story that emperor Xingchen has ever heard. Looking at Su Wei, who is wearing a big red dress and is so gorgeous that she suddenly feels that the most beautiful thing in the world is the woman in front of her.

"Hungry?"

After a long time, Emperor Xingchen asked. Su Weiyi nodded his head. He spent a whole day doing modeling and participating in the award ceremony. At the dinner point, he only took a symbolic bite. He was afraid that he was too full and his appearance was not good in front of the camera.

So, she had been hungry for a long time, but maybe she was too hungry, but she didn't feel so hungry. However, Emperor Xingchen suddenly mentioned it, and the hunger that she had forgotten came out. She was busy with her mouth and nodded seriously.

Emperor Xingchen immediately enters the kitchen and skillfully cooks a bowl of noodles and brings it to the dining table. Su Weiyi first drinks a mouthful of soup, then looks at emperor Xingchen with a happy look on his face, and then eats the whole bowl of noodles without any soup residue under his gaze.

After eating noodles, it's almost early in the morning. Su Weiyi is tired all day, and her eyelids are fighting. Emperor Xingchen sees that she is fast asleep. He helps her upstairs. She waves and enters the room.

When Su only closed the door, Emperor Xingchen went back to his room, lit a cigarette, took out his mobile phone and called Ji tezhu.

"Before, I asked you to send someone to protect Su Youyi secretly. Why is she still injured?"

The tone is as cold as the ice nail hanging on the eaves in the cold winter. Although Su Weiyi's wound on his face is cleverly covered by the technique of makeup, he still sees at a glance that he doesn't want to open it, but it's because Su Weiyi doesn't want him to know.