Chapter 82

LAN Ting thinks a lot and thinks a lot recently. Although Wen AI's hair is cute when he blows it up, he always blows it up and even affects his love relationship. This is worth paying attention to. How on earth did his moody temper emerge overnight? Surgical sequelae? Mental illness?

LAN Ting secretly consulted many doctors, but he didn't get a definite answer. Other doctors can't make a diagnosis just by description, so they have to talk to each other face to face. In this way, LAN Ting can only stop. He is now in the heart of the status of Wenai less than half an egg tart, where have the courage to call him to see a doctor?

LAN Ting has been troubled by Wen AI for a long time, mainly from the psychological aspect. Every time Wen AI looks at him with impatient eyes, his heart is filled with a strong uneasiness. He had always thought that the child didn't really like him. Now that the situation has developed like this, he can't help but think deeply whether the child is tired of playing and doesn't want him

LAN Ting is now popular in the entertainment industry. Almost every day, he is invited to a variety of TV and movies. After being screened by his agent, he decides to be the hero of a feature film. This movie is called "lengyang". With a first-class team and a super first-class script, LAN Ting will be able to step on this springboard and jump to a higher stage as long as he can play his acting skills steadily.

"Cold sun" will start shooting at the end of December. A few days before entering the group, LAN Ting took Wen Aiyue out to play, with a bit of farewell nature. After a day's play, they went to a barbecue in the evening. After eating, LAN ting and Wen AI strolled around the park.

"Sleepy?" When LAN Ting saw that Wen AI had been yawning since he came out of the restaurant, he said with a smile, "it's a pig. I want to sleep when I'm full."

Wen AI wanted to retort, but he yawned again. His tears came out and hung on his long lower eyelashes. He was very beautiful when he was illuminated by the dim street lamp.

"Baby." Blue Ting fixed his eyes on the small tear and asked softly, "can I kiss you?"

Wen AI doesn't reply, directly close eyes, face also up Yang Yang, a pair of kiss finish quickly away expression.

There are several neighborhoods near the park. Many people come to exercise at night. LAN Ting takes Wen AI to the secluded woods and kisses him in the dark. His lips press Wen AI's eyes accurately and suck the beautiful little tears away. Then he slowly rubs down his cheek and finally kisses his lips and sticks his tongue in.

Wen AI thought that he was going to leave tomorrow, and he was very reluctant to give up. At the moment, he didn't care to earn any money. He opened his mouth and let LAN Ting ask for it, and his little hand quietly grasped the corner of his coat.

After kissing, LAN Ting led Wen AI back to the path with street lights and continued to walk, with a smile in his voice: "Why are you so good today? I didn't lose my temper during the day, but I'm willing to kiss you at night. Is the sun coming out in the south

"You're not comfortable without a lesson?" Wen AI zipped the down jacket to the end, raised the collar to cover her red and swollen lips, and gave her a squint, "I'm too lazy to talk about you."

"It's OK for you to be lazy. I'll be diligent." Blue Ting quickly steps to Wen AI front, back to him squat down, side head way, "come up."

Not far ahead is the small square. The music of the old disco came faintly. For fear of being bumped into by others, Winnie stepped back and refused: "No."

LAN Ting kept squatting and moved back until his back touched Wen AI's leg. "I don't want to move my mouth, and I don't want to lift my feet."

"That's not the same thing!" "Wenai retorted," my legs are strong. I can not only walk, but also run

LAN Ting: "what did you say?"

"I said it," said Wen

LAN Ting got up quickly, pulled him up and ran forward. The cold wind on the winter night was blowing. Wen AI's face hurt, but his heart was very warm.

The music of disco is getting louder and louder. They run down the road to the small square and plunge into the square dancing square.

Let's say there are many communities around. There are many dancers. Old people and old women are the main force. There are also some middle-aged people playing with their grandchildren. LAN ting and Wen AI join in again. All the people of all ages are here.

At the beginning, Wen AI was still a little bit unable to let go. He was held by LAN ting and waved his arm blindly for a while. He gradually got used to it. He and LAN Ting danced hand in hand and face to face in the middle of a group of enthusiastic aunts and uncles, and he threw away all his troubles.

After jumping to the back, they were all hi. With the music of super coverage, LAN Ting came to Wen AI's ear with a smile: "after we get old, we will come to square dance every day."

Wen AI's eyes were bright. He just wanted to nod his head and say yes, but suddenly he thought about the unfinished task. The corners of his mouth drooped slowly, and his hand was pulled back from LAN Ting's hand. He said faintly, "let's talk about it later."

Blue Ting's eyes were a little dim, and his expression was hurt.

Wen AI's heart was pulled together. She wanted to jump on him and hug him. She raised her hand and put it down again. She turned around and walked out of the square: "let's go. It's time for me to go home."

Not long after LAN Ting entered the group, Wen AI had a winter vacation and stayed at home every day, eating, sleeping, eating, and raising some meat on his waist.

At the dinner table, Xiang Ning asked Wen AI, "I heard that Lan Ting was filming in s city recently?"Wen AI chewed a piece of bamboo shoots without any taste: "yes."

Xiang Ning: "it's very close to our city."

Wen AI didn't catch the hint in her words. She put her chopsticks on the plate of fried kidney: "OK, it takes two hours to drive."

He picked up a waist flower absently, knocked off his chopsticks to Xiang Ning and said, "what are you thinking in a trance! The pickled peppers are so big that they're still in your mouth! "

Wen AI bowed his head blankly, and a big green pickled pepper fell off the table. At first glance, it could make people hot to the bottom.

"I just didn't notice." Ivan was a little embarrassed, "I just said how light this waist flower is..."

"What's on your mind?" Xiang Ning pushed all the dishes to Wen AI for his convenience. He stared at his listless face for a while, and finally sighed: "you honestly told mom, did you quarrel with LAN Ting?"

Wen AI was so guilty that she did not dare to look at Xiang Ning. She lowered her head to avoid her sight. She poked the rice in the bowl and said, "no, we're fine."

Xiang Ning: "in the past, I used to go out every day on Friday and Saturday. I wish I could move there. Now I have so many days off. You haven't been to my class once, and you lose face all day. That's good?"

"When we young people fall in love, you don't understand." Winnie sprang up from her chair, ran up the stairs in a hurry, and cried to Ning behind him, "you have so much food left!"

"I'm full. Take your time!"

After closing the door, Wenai sat down at the computer desk for a while. It was too uncomfortable and oppressive. He and Lanting had not seen each other for more than half a month since last time. Lanting contacted him by phone every day. Hearing Lanting's gentle and magnetic voice, he instinctively wanted to be coquettish, but he could only act impatient and hang up without a few words. He didn't know if he was abusing LAN ting. All he knew was that he was going to be abused and cry. What's the matter!

"A bucket." As she turned on the computer, she asked, "what's my score now?"

"It's the same as before." The system regrets, "84 points."

Wen AI wants to throw out the mouse: "how to get stuck in this point!"

The system can see that Wen AI is in a bad mood. He doesn't dare to play snake eating and has been chatting with him for a long time.

LAN Ting is very tired of filming recently. The director is a perfectionist, and he is very demanding on his own movies. He is also a master who pays close attention to time. Everyone in the crew is nervous and busy, and can't squeeze out any spare time. Otherwise, it will be two hours' drive. LAN Ting will go back to see Wen AI early.

These days, Wen AI's frequency of answering his phone is getting less and less, and his time of chatting with him is getting shorter and shorter. But he can't pull himself away, and he can't see people being hung up again. He always feels a little flustered in his heart, as if something is about to be lost. As soon as he sees his mobile phone, he is reflexively anxious.

LAN Ting took over the film "cold sun" this time, and all media paid great attention to it. The paparazzi lurked outside the set 24 hours a day. Apart from his own strength, LAN Ting's true love with Wen AI has also moved many people. However, the paparazzi have not seen Wen AI for so many days. They start to count her. It's winter vacation. Why don't they come to visit her?

Gradually, some people began to guess that they didn't have a good relationship with each other, while others doubted that they were just making fun of each other to earn popularity. Even some "insiders" jumped out and disclosed that they had already broken up.

On this day, LAN Ting was just refused by Wen AI. He had a big bowl of silence. Before he could wipe his mouth, he was pulled to do an interview. There were more than a dozen amusements in front of him, all of them holding microphones to poke him in the face.

Blue Ting stepped back, barely maintaining a friendly smile. This nondescript interview was conducted by the sponsor, and the delay will not play a positive role. However, since it is the thigh that the director can't wring, he doesn't intend to wring, and is ready to answer a few questions before withdrawing.

But it happened that someone didn't mention the pot: "it's said that you and your little boyfriend have broken up. Is it true?"

All the expressions on LAN Ting's face disappeared. He grabbed the microphone and fell to the ground. The microphone was facing down and made a huge noise. All the reporters were stunned.

Blue Ting cold face spit out a word: "roll."