Chapter 212

It was lunch time. There was no one in the hall except the waiter, she and Shen Mengmeng, and Zhai Simo, who was sitting by the window

Nie Hehuan's eyes flashed suddenly, and his heart beat fast.

He grabbed Shen Mengmeng's hand and turned to leave.

But don't want to just turn around, a shadow suddenly covered from the front.

Nie he Huan gently hung his head and saw the figure on the floor. His heart was shaking.

"Ah."

Shen Mengmeng's short scream rang out from his ear, and then Nie Hehuan felt a sharp pain in the back of his hand.

Nie Hehuan's eyelashes are stiff and trembling. She looks at the back of her hand that Shen Mengmeng unconsciously pinches with her other hand, and her teeth are forced to bite.

The shadow slowly crawled from the floor to her legs and covered her up a little bit.

Soon.

In front of Nie Hehuan's eyes, there are two tight long legs, wrapped in black trousers, straight and tight, full of strength.

The familiar masculine breath came to her nose like ice dregs.

Nie Hehuan squeezed the other hand tightly, as if it was cold, and his legs were trembling.

"Old, old..."

Shen Mengmeng was very nervous, his voice trembled violently, his eyes flickered timidly, and he kept aiming at the cold man standing in front of Nie Hehuan.

She felt that her own luck was too "good" to say anything. She could run into such a powerful man who only appeared in the legend.

If a few more "encounters", she was worried that her little heart could not withstand the explosion.

Nie Hehuan's whole body was stiff in different degrees, and he could hear the creaking sound of the bones when he moved a little.

"Boss..." Shen Mengmeng stared at Nie Hehuan in confusion.

Nie Hehuan closed her eyes. After several seconds, she opened her eyes, lowered her head and said, "let's eat in another family."

Shen Mengmeng, "..."

Nie Hehuan finished, and took Shen Mengmeng to leave the restaurant.

"Aren't you the one who blocked me in the bathroom last night and forced me to interview you?"

Just then, jasmer's raised voice came from one side.

Nie Hehuan, "..."

Shen Mengmeng swallowed his saliva and quickly looked at Zhai Simo, who got up from his position and came to them.

Nie he Huan is obedient, that sentence "I am not", Leng is how also cannot say.

Zhai Simo came over and stood beside the big ice in front of Nie Hehuan. He put his hands in his pocket, looked down at Nie Hehuan, and snorted, "it seems that we are quite predestined."

Fate?

Nie Hehuan lowered her eyebrows, but she didn't think so.

"Since we are so predestined, I'll try my best to agree to your interview." Zhai said in a "gift" way.

Nie Hehuan hasn't spoken yet.

Shen Mengmeng was excited and pinched the back of Nie Hehuan's hand.

"Hiss..."

Nie he Huan shook his hand in pain and gasped.

Zhan tingshen collected his eyes, and suddenly the light of his eyes was gloomy, which made his eyes dream.

Shen Mengmeng almost cried in fright. He turned around and turned to Nie Hehuan, hiding behind him.

But also because of this, she pinched Nie Hehuan's hand, but it was tighter.

Nie Hehuan trembled with pain on the back of his hand, gritted his teeth, and looked sideways at Shen Mengmeng, "Mengmeng."

"Ah?" Shen Mengmeng looks at Nie Hehuan with a shaking voice. He is a frightened rabbit.

Nie he Huan smoked the corners of his mouth and said faintly, "I don't hurt at all."

Shen Mengmeng, "..."

Staring at Nie he Huan's side face for several seconds, he suddenly realized something and looked down at himself, pinching the hand on the back of her hand.

When she saw that the back of Nie Hehuan's white hand was pinched out by her, she was so scared that she let go and repeatedly told Nie Hehuan to compensate.

Nie Hehuan's eyelashes flashed lightly. He took her hand and pinched it. He comforted her and indicated that he was OK.

Zhan Ting's cold eyes swept the purple on the back of Nie Hehuan's hand. His long eyebrows closed gently, and he leaned to Zhai Simo, who was standing beside him.

Feeling his eyes, Zhai SMO pulled out the end of his eyes, cleared his throat, raised his chin and said to Nie Hehuan, "interview, do you want to do it? If you don't do it this time, you won't have a chance in the future. "

Nie Hehuan's white fingers were almost broken by himself.

"Boss, it's time."

Shen Mengmeng timidly glances at Zhan tingshen and Zhai Simo, lowers the volume and whispers in Nie Hehuan's ear.

Nie Hehuan wig under the bangs of brows wrinkled dead, drooping eyelashes irregular vibration, under the eyelids of a pair of black eyes, fast rotation.

A few seconds later, Nie Hehuan suddenly took a tight breath and said, "do it."

As soon as Nie Hehuan's voice fell, Zhan tingshen's dark eyes quickly passed a dark awn. Then he passed in front of Nie Hehuan and walked towards the dining table where Zhai Simo was sitting.

The corner of Nie he Huan's eyes swept the long legs and walked away. A pair of clear eyes gradually covered with a thin layer of color.

……

Nie Hehuan: "director Zhai, in recent years, your film and television works are gray and depressed. Do you want to make some light and humorous film and television themes in the future?"

Zhai said: "the spicy crayfish in juxiangge is worse than the crayfish in mingyuege, Tongshi."

Shen Mengmeng

Nie Hehuan: "director Zhai, some people say that you are a genius in directing. What do you think of this sentence?"

Zhai SMER: "tut Tut, what about Lafite in '82? How can it be so bad when drinking it

Shen Mengmeng

Nie Hehuan: "you said before that there will be a film every year. This year's film, can you tell us what your shooting direction is?"

Zhai Simo: "this black chicken soup is not bad. Tingshen, have some."

Shen Mengmeng

Nie Hehuan closed her eyes. If she didn't know that Zhai Simo was walking her on purpose, she really had an IQ problem!

With a deep breath, Nie Hehuan simply closed his notebook and said, "I think we'd better wait for director Zhai to have a good meal before interviewing. I'll go to the bathroom first. "

"Boss..."

Shen Mengmeng was nervous when he heard that Nie Hehuan was going to the bathroom.

As soon as she left, didn't she want to face the two Buddhas alone?

Shen Mengmeng's heart refused.

However, Nie Hehuan then gets up and walks towards the direction of the bathroom. Shen Mengmeng says that she has no time to speak with her.

Shen Mengmeng looks at Nie Hehuan's back and turns into the corridor leading to the bathroom. Two lines of noodle tears flow in her heart.

……

restroom.

Nie Hehuan sat upright on the toilet in one of the toilet compartments. His face was pale and his eyebrows were locked. His clear eyes were full of restlessness and sadness.

The heart that left heart mouth beats suddenly, till now all can't ease down.

Step on——

The sound of shoes landing suddenly came across the toilet door.

Nie Hehuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, inhaled deeply, reached out and rubbed his face. He had to stand up to strengthen his spirit.

The sound of the footsteps stopped at this time, and stopped outside her toilet compartment.

Nie Hehuan whole person meal, droop an eye to see from the door plank close to the crevice of the ground, didn't want to see a pair of men's black shoes of clank bright.

Nie he cheered and stopped suddenly, and his back was covered with coolness layer by layer.

"Like to be in the bathroom?"

Suddenly.

The cool voice of a man is very quiet.

Nie Hehuan "..." had goose bumps all over his body. His hair and toenails were frozen, and he was staring at the door with a white face. He didn't dare to go out.

"My patience is limited. I'll come out by myself." The man again way, voice line added a heavy cold fierce.

Nie Hehuan's back is tight and his eyes turn red. There is a kind of fear that he is forced into a desperate situation.

What should she do now?

"Don't you come out?"

Man voice suddenly low, cold Ling Road.

Nie Hehuan's eyes were wide and deep, his eyes were too red to speak, and his eyes blinked in panic.

Bang——

"Ah..."

The door was kicked open by Nie Hehuan when he was completely unprepared.

Nie Hehuan jumped up from the toilet, retreated to the corner of the compartment, shrugged his shoulders, took a breath, and stared at the man standing outside the compartment in a panic.

Even though they were separated by at least one meter, the cold air stream from him was like a sharp knife, slashing to her body.

Nie Hehuan clenched her hands, her pale face and her red lips formed a strong visual impact.

The man stood there, his cold eyes staring at Nie Hehuan's face, so deep, so... Hate!

They just looked at each other like this, one was afraid, the other was cold.

Suddenly.

A man leaps into the compartment like a lion, and his hidden body approaches Nie Hehuan in the blink of an eye.

Nie he Huan gasps, has not yet fully responded, then is carried by the man from behind the collar, straight out of the compartment.

Nie Hehuan was really lifted up and his legs were suspended.

Walking to the sink, Nie Hehuan was thrown down and pressed from behind to the sink.

The tap was turned on by the man's brush. At the same time, the cold water patted her face one by one.

"Ah..."

Nie Hehuan was excited by the cold water, and his spine trembled.

Her hands were holding the cold washing table in horror, and her head was leaning back desperately, trying to break away the man's big hand tied to her back neck.

But I can't.

Even with a heavy back, the man pushed him from behind, covering her upper body and pressing her thin back.

Nie Hehuan's throat overflowed with a choking voice, and his face was cold. He couldn't tell whether it was water or tears. He said in a dumb voice, "it hurts."

Regardless, the man pressed her neck with one hand and washed her face with cold water from back to front. His palm was broad and powerful. Within a few moments, Nie Hehuan could not bear the pain and cried in a low voice, "pain, really pain..."

"Oh."

The man scolded coldly. Although he didn't wash Nie Hehuan's face any more, the hand holding her neck suddenly loosened and pulled open the wig cover on her head.

That for a while, pain Nie he Huan tears Pa Pa drop, hate annoyed with the foot to step on the man against her heel foot.

But the man seems to feel no pain at all. He grabs Nie Hehuan's long hair and forces her to raise her head.

In an instant, Nie Hehuan is full of water, and his red face appears in the mirror in front of the washing table..