"It's so great to be rich, I'm also very rich." Sid raised his sharp jaw and glanced at Jiang Chuan with disdain, and then suddenly changed into his awkward Chinese sentence, "However, give birth to a baby for me, I will raise you forever without worrying about food and drink."

Jiang Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and before he could react, the young black-haired man who was sandwiched between the two had already picked up the folder in his hand and slapped it on the head of the boy beside him. The latter raised his hand and touched the red forehead. At the same time, he complained in a particularly aggrieved manner: "What are you doing? I have practiced this Chinese sentence for a long time, and finally I have the chance to say it!"

Jinran twitched the corners of his lips and was about to mock him. At this time, a big hand was stretched out from behind him and covered his mouth and dragged him back. At the same time, Jiang Chuan's voice sounded in his ears: "Try it next time, you will find that as soon as the words fell, you would boom, and say--"

I turned around and looked at Jiang Chuan and found that there was not much joking on the latter's face.

Sid glanced at the man with a gloomy face: "But he agreed."

Be cautious: "..."

"How can you not keep your word?" Sid glanced at Jingran, then raised his hand and touched his forehead that was being patted red. Then he frowned and showed a particularly childish expression. He stood up suddenly, lowered his eyes from a high place and stared at his black-haired young man in a daze and said, "I'm angry."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

Sid walked to the table and grabbed his lyrics folder. He found the corner opposite the room and sat down, looking depressed. Even if his agent came up to talk to him, he would not care about him. He drove away the agent and sat there alone memorized the lyrics... Jinran stared at him for a while, cleared his throat and opened his folder and pretended to look at the scenery, but it was obvious that he could not deceive the other person who was still sitting next to him and was not angry. So Jinran felt that the folder on his knee was pulled away: "What have you promised him? Have a baby for him?"

Jiang Chuan's tone seemed to think this statement was simply funny.

But Jinran couldn't laugh at all, because he found that he couldn't seem to say "no" with confidence, so he lowered his head and pulled his folder back. He said vaguely: "It's just a joke, how can you take what you say to non-humans seriously?"

He was telling the truth, and at that time Sid was indeed non-human.

But after the words fell, he felt the man beside him silent for three seconds. Three seconds later, Jiang Chuan stood up and walked to the leader of the prop group to ask to see the degree of preparation of costumes and props. Whether as an actor or an investor, this request was not excessive, so the man nodded and took him there without much hesitation.

Jingran stared at Jiang Chuan's back for a while, until the man ruthlessly closed the door of the recording studio in front of him. He was silent for a few seconds before he realized that he seemed to offend everyone around him - he really had no place to say about the grievances.

After all, he has tried to reveal to Jiang Chuan that he is his hamster.

The reaction given by Jiang Chuan is also very consistent with the standard normal human thinking range - angry.

If you chase me out at this time and say, "Don't take it seriously, I'm A Fei Xide, the first little hei. Xiao Hei, I remember you forced me to my wife. Later, he died to save me. Before he died, he told me that he would fuck me until I got pregnant. How could I agree? I knew he couldn't do it. Of course, I would agree to this sentence, just hoped that he wouldn't die." After thinking about this, I felt that it seemed that Jiang Chuan's anger was completely ignited and then threw him out of the window of this tall building.

Jinran sat there with his face frowning, thinking hard about how to calculate the confusing account, while he looked down absent-mindedly to look at the lyrics. When someone came to inform everyone to go back to their homes after get off work, Jinran stood up and found that he had memorized the long string of lyrics, including the English lyrics of Sid.

After asking about the plan for the itinerary of the makeup photos, after confirming it, Jinran took out the phone and called Fang Yu and asked him to drive downstairs to wait for him to think about what to eat tonight. The other side of the phone said vaguely that he had made an appointment with the other people in the crew today to go out to discuss work. At this time, Jinran had already walked out of the gate of Claire's company. When he heard this, his eyebrows flew into the sky, he was also very dissatisfied: "If you have any arrangements to tell me early in the evening, what should I do? Will I starve to death on the street?"

While complaining, he heard the sound of the car brakes and swaying his tail in his ears. Jinran was slightly stunned and raised his head. Then he saw a familiar yellow sports car parked in front of him. The driver's window lowered, revealing the cool and noble face of the male god: "Get on the car."

The command tone of imperative sentence.

Jinran twitched the corners of his lips: "Just...no need."

"The nearest subway station is twenty minutes away from here. The subway is closed when you walk to the end," said Jiang Chuan, "Get on the bus."

Jinran wanted to say that his legs were not that short and not that slow, but his body moved first. When he realized it, he was already sitting in the car. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed about Jiang Chuan's natural attractive behavior like a bee smelling a flower. Sitting in the car, he put on a seat belt, and in silence, he thought for a while and said pretentiously: "Just send it to the subway station."

Jiang Chuan started the car without saying a word.

Then the car was like when he set off from Jiang Chuan's apartment during the day, and with a loud bang of the engine, it flew out like an airplane.

Ten minutes later, the sports car passed by the subway station gorgeously.

An hour later, the sports car passed by the hotel where I stayed in a gorgeous manner.

In a small and a half hour, sports cars drove gorgeously to the most prosperous area in the city center. The streets were crowded. As the capital of Germany, people from various countries, various professions and identities gathered here. It was dark and neon lights on the street were turned on.

Jiang Chuan asked: "Are you hungry?"

Jinran thought about it and replied: "Some."

Jiang Chuan: "I set a seat in the Chinese restaurant."

Be cautious: "Oh."

Jiang Chuan: "Fang Yu said you don't like Western food."

He kept silent because at this time he had to unscrew his head and continued to pretend that he was watching the scenery before he could slightly demonstrate the emotions on his face, such as blushing, etc. He raised his hand to rub his face, and when he looked up, he found that they were indeed stopping at the door of a Chinese restaurant that seemed to be very popular. Then the name of this Chinese restaurant is: Sichuan Spicy Hot Pot City.

Jingran: "………………………………………”

Jiang Chuan drove the car into the parking lot and then took the elevator to the hotel directly. Because eating hot pot is a matter of atmosphere, this hot pot city does not bring private rooms like Japanese cuisine. They just sat down in a slightly remote corner under the guidance of the waiter. On the way, because Jiang Chuan was tall and cautious, it was not short, and two big men who were generally higher in appearance and temperament than passers-by, they were still a bit conspicuous when walking together, so on the way from the elevator to the seat, some of them had already recognized them from the sky.

There were more people who recognized Jinran. Jinran saw a table of young girls who had already thrown their chopsticks down when they saw him and chattered with excitement. He looked up and saw Jiang Chuan walking behind Jinran. They were so excited that they almost suffocated. In this case, they still abide by the rules and did not take out their mobile phones to take pictures of them...

Jinran and Jiang Chuan sat at the table. After a while, some people who were probably following Jiang Chuan's bodyguards also sat down at the table not far away and near. Jinran glanced at the table without saying anything and said anything to draw on the list in front of him.

"Beef, mutton, beef, blood shrimp, slippers, crab sticks, sashimi, sea, cabbage, baby cabbage, taro, tribute balls, winter melon, bean curd..."

While reciting, Jinran lowered his head and hooked it hard. After hooking it, he handed the order to Jiang Chuan. The latter took it and took a look, then raised his eyelids to look at Jinran. The latter shrugged: "At worst, it's just that my throat will be ruined for a few days. Anyway, there's no hurry to record it."

Jiang Chuan didn't say anything, and handed the order to the waiter. During the meal, he looked around carefully and found that many people were looking at him with anticipation. The girl who looked particularly excited at the table was already pushing someone in front and trying to get close. Unfortunately, she was stopped by Jiang Chuan's bodyguards before she got close.

From a cautious perspective, you can clearly see the disappointed expression on their faces.

And Jinran has always been a... easier to talk about bean paste.

So when he turned his head and looked at Jiang Chuan silently, the man showed a helpless expression and made a gesture with his bodyguards. Then the girls were released - this seemed to have opened a gap. Then people quickly lined up not far from their dining table, and there were many local foreigners who were attracted to fans after watching "Mysterious Seed". In order not to affect the order of the restaurant, they quickly signed a number of people to take a photo and let the bodyguards disperse the crowd.

After taking a selfie with the last blonde fan and seeing him off, Jiang Chuan sat opposite him with one hand and supported his jaw with one hand, tilted his head and looked at him lazily: "It seems that you are already quite popular here."

Smiling smiled.

At this time, their hot pot was served. A thick layer of red peppers and various spices floated on the pot of red things, which made people salivate. They cheered happily and threw down the hot vegetables. Then they sat aside with their eyes shining and waited for the pot to open. After the pot finally started, he looked up at Jiang Chuan and silently said: You are the uncle, please ask first.

Jiang Chuan didn't be polite to him, picked up a chopstick of vegetables, chewing and swallowing with elegant style that was inconsistent with the hot pot. After swallowing it, he raised his glasses and saw a young black-haired man sitting opposite him, stretching his neck and looking at him: "Is it hot?"

Jiang Chuan smiled and said unresponsively: "You can tell if you try it."

Seeing that his foreign friends didn't react much, they thought the hot pot was just scary, so they picked up a chopstick and teared it half of the beef into their mouths.

Be cautious: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

At that moment, I felt that I had seen the Buddha.

He swallowed the meat hard, and before he could speak, he saw Jiang Chuan wave to the waiter: "Give him a drink, and then serve as a seafood pot for children's set meal."

"Who? Kids package?"

"You." Jiang Chuan used chopsticks to pick up the half piece of meat from Jinran's bowl, put it in his mouth expressionlessly, "If you don't, don't be strong."

"Hey, but you didn't say it's best to get angry when you eat—"

"When did I say it?"

“………………………………”

I thought about it carefully.

Then I found that Jiang Chuan didn't seem to have said it.

provoke.
Chapter completed!