Chapter 47

|Ye muwei shrugs, song Zhuochen's narcissism, she has understood, now a little surprised.

"Ye mu, it's your turn!" The director's eyes suddenly floated over, urging Ye Mu to open his mouth.

Ye Mu quickly raised his hand and trotted over: "here, here."

Today, it's 11 o'clock in the night after making up for the part she owed two days ago. During the whole process, ye Mu is busy, and even has no time to call Mo Shen back.

Walking into the corridor of the hotel, she breathed and called Mo Shen.

"Finally remember to report the itinerary?" Mo Shen's tone with a trace of blame.

Ye Mu sorry smile, holding the cell phone whispered: "sorry, I don't want to, but no way."

"Has my little uncle eaten yet?" Ye Mu said, hurried to change the topic.

At the moment, Mo Shen was sitting alone in the dining room, his eyes swept around the food and said, "well, I'm eating."

Ye Mu asked Mo Shen if she had eaten, but she was a little hungry. Hungry rang a few times, she was glad that Mo Shen could not hear, touched his stomach, said: "little uncle eat some, also don't eat too much, will be fat."

When Mo Shen heard her words, he put out his chopsticks and laughed: "good."

"So far, I don't think we have dinner yet?" Mo Shen put down his chopsticks and didn't move for the moment. He talked with him attentively.

Ye Mu took a deep breath and replied, "I'm not hungry any more. I'll just drink some water and go to sleep."

"If you're hungry, you have to eat. It's bad for your stomach not to eat." Mo deep voice dyed care, some of the voice of the editor.

Ye Mu smiles, raises his hand to open his door, and goes in: "I don't want to go out so late. It seems that there has been a stabbing incident here recently. It's not very safe."

"Well, the idea of not going out at night is right." Mo Shen agrees with Ye mu. He doesn't want Ye Mu to go out in the middle of the night to find something for himself: "but I still have to eat dinner."

Mo Shen is more serious at this point. Ye mushen takes a breath and can only deal with him temporarily: "OK, I'll eat it later."

"Just a moment." Mo deep there some slight movement, suddenly told to Ye Mu said a.

Ye Mu promised, afraid of delay Mo deep what, did not speak on the phone, quietly listening to Mo deep there.

A few minutes later, Mo Shen said to her again: "recently in Nanzhou, besides filming, is there anything else?"

"Yes, Bai Xiaojie is also filming in Nanzhou. Her birthday will be in a few days. I'm going to her birthday party." Ye Mu casually answered Mo Shen, never thought that some things were too coincidental, as long as Mo Shen asked her if she had something, she was bound to have a change in her itinerary.

Mo Shen was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I must go that day?"

"Well, they're all seniors. I'm in Nanzhou again. If I don't go, it may not be very good. " Ye Mu's mobile phone is sandwiched between his ear and his shoulder. He answers while washing his hands.

At this time, Mo Shen suddenly changed his tone and said to Ye Mu: "open the door, I sent you dinner."

Ye Mu put the hand of faucet one stiff, believed: "you are outside now?"

"Just open the door and have a look?" Mo Shen reminded her.

Ye Mu was a little surprised. There was a knock outside the door. She quickly walked to open the door. Looking forward to seeing the delivery ladies again, she was stunned: "are you..."

"Hello, we are entrusted by Mr. Gu to deliver your meal." A few extremely respectful to Ye Mu bent over, stagger Ye Mu to send the meal in.

Ye Mu's eyes accidentally bumped into the name of the restaurant on several food delivery personnel. The restaurant that delivers food is the most popular restaurant in southern Zhou. It's open 24 hours and full of business. Sometimes stars don't always have a place to eat in the past. It is because of this good business that their family does not accept takeout. But now a few people came to deliver the meal, and their attitude was excellent. Ye Mu doubts whether these are the employees of the restaurant.

"Take your time. Please call me if you need anything." One of them looked up at Ye Mu secretly and left a business card.

Ye Mu Leng holds the phone: "how do you make this restaurant deliver food so late?"

"I've got my way. Just answer my question."

"What's the problem?" Ye Mu doesn't understand.

Mo Shen leaned on the sofa and knocked his fingertips on the table a few times. He said with a smile, "do you have a sense of closeness when delivering meals like this?"

Ye Mu was stunned and his red lips were slightly open. The whole heart melted: "I thought it was you..."

"The little lady can think of dinner as me." Mo Shen's smile, ye Mu's memory seems to make him happy enough.

"What do you say?" Ye Mu lifted the lid, and the delicious food made her even more hungry.

Mo deep magnetic voice with a joke ingredients: "so, you can eat me a mouthful."“…… Cough... " Ye Mugang drank the imported orange juice, which made Mo Shen choke.

The hint in Mo Shen's words is too obvious. It's hard for her not to be crooked.

He did not hang up, ye Mu afraid to delay her dinner, then proposed video. Two people look at each other in the video with meals, it seems to be sitting opposite each other.

This kind of childish thing, I'm afraid that in addition to Ye mu, Mo Shen will never do to others.

Lying on the bed at night, ye Mu was a little sleepy. He talked with Mo Shen in a daze and soon fell asleep.

There was no news from her mobile phone. Mo Shen knew that she was asleep and chuckled: "good night, little lady."

Late at night, thanks to her fatigue, she didn't recognize the bed any more and soon fell asleep.

A week later, ye Muzhen and song Zhuochen went to Bai Xiao's birthday party together. Maybe it's because of the fear of the media, Bai Xiao's birthday party is very hidden. From the appearance, it's absolutely unexpected that this is Bai Xiao's birthday party. But as soon as you go in, you will know that it must be the birthday party of the big man. All the people standing in it are familiar faces that you or not are rich and often see in magazine advertisements.

"Well, I don't need an invitation to lead you in. Is it a great honor to brush your face?" Song Zhuochen bent down to put her hand in his arm, rather want her to praise him.

Ye Mu's hand in Song Zhuochen's arm is very uncomfortable, but can't pull out, can only helpless way: "I have what good glory? It's not about brushing my face. "

"And..." Ye Mu says, turn a face to see the corner tightly stare at the person of oneself to see fiercely live a mouth, some surprised, how is he also here?

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