"I'll ask for your leave I'll take you back. " Yi Haiyin's speaking speed is very slow, but he bites every word very clearly.

Words fall, don't give Yan Ling the opportunity to oppose, take out the mobile phone, sent a text message.

I don't know who sent it to. After a moment, I looked up at her.

"All right."

“....” What's good?

He's done with a text message?

Don't you call her to explain to the director?

If the director is not happy to let them go like this, maybe he should just send her a short message and give her a light sentence

Yan Ling feels that his whole life is going to be bad!

Looking at Yi Haiyin who started the car and left the cast, he quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, "who did you send a text message to? Director? Will the director be angry if we just leave? "

"No He gives you a good rest. " Yi Haiyin's eyes twinkle slightly and her lips open firmly.

Hearing the speech, Yan Ling was relieved.

I wish I didn't offend the director.

She was all soft and leaned against the mat.

The next second, I can't help but turn around and look at Yi Haiyin, who is driving. Looking at his beautiful facial contour, I'm a little distracted.

I don't know why, every time I contact with him, it always gives her a familiar feeling.

But apart from being in the production group, they have no intersection in private. Where does her familiarity with him come from?

Yan Ling blinked in doubt, and immediately felt that he was thinking too much.

She was dizzy. As soon as she got on the bus, she couldn't help yawning and leaning against the door, drowsy.

But at the thought of Yi Haiyin sitting beside her, he pinched his thigh to keep himself awake.

"Shua -"

when the car stopped downstairs in her apartment, Yan Ling suddenly recovered.

She seems to have forgotten to tell him the address from beginning to end. How did he know she lived here?

"Yi Haiyin, you..."

"I'll take you up." Yi Haiyin interrupts her and takes the lead in pushing the door open and walking down.

Go to her side, the gentleman opened the door for her.

"Don't bother. They're all downstairs. I can go up by myself Ah Yan Ling's words had not finished, the whole person was picked up by him.

He kicked on the door, turned around, held her easily, strode toward the direction of the small apartment.

Into the elevator, he looked down, but also shocked back to God's Yan Ling, thin lips slightly open, "how many floors?"

Cold voice, like a clear stream, slowly flowing into Yan Ling's ears.

She was so excited that she finally responded and reached for the elevator floor.

"Ding!" Here comes the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door opened, this time without waiting for Yi Hai to ask, she took the initiative to point to the direction of her home.

Stupefied, let him hold her, went to her apartment door.

Grand, into her home!

Even, straight into her bedroom!

"Lie down for a while." Yi Haiyin gently put her on the bed, turned and went out.

Just when Yan Ling was curious about what he was going to do, he suddenly heard the sound of pouring water.

Immediately, he came in again with a cup of hot water. Naturally, he sat on her bed and handed her the cup.

Skilled action, as if not the first time to her home, but has come many times.

Yan Ling looked at the water cup in front of him, and finally asked, "Yi Haiyin, how do you know that I live in this apartment?"

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