On camera.

Meng ran holds his arm and stands in front of a whiteboard. His index finger and middle finger see that he is holding a marker pen, which looks like a cigarette. The end of the pen touches his arm gently.

The white board is surrounded by photos, and in the middle is a logical pointing diagram.

Xu LAN analyzed the evidence presented above, pointed to it and frowned, "your judgment is also extensive."

Meng Ran's eyes were calm, as if she had not heard him. After a while, she thought of something and wrote a few words on the whiteboard.

Xu LAN nodded, "the next point is a little clear."

He turned his eyes, eyes fell on her face, a Zheng.

Meng ran quickly noticed his eyes and said, "what's the matter..."

She suddenly stopped talking, looked at his raised hand, and gradually approached herself, forgetting to respond.

She is not near the air, often let people detour, absolutely no one dares to touch her.

When Meng Ran's face was touched by his finger, her eyelashes trembled and her eyebrows were wrinkled. A sharp color passed in her eyes.

Just as she was about to open her mouth again, the black ink on her thumb stopped her words.

He said, "how can you draw a face?"

Meng Ran's eyelids moved badly, and her ears turned red quickly. She put down her pen. For the first time, her voice was not as calm as usual, and she was flustered. "I'll wash my face."

Then she walked quickly to the bathroom of the research room.

Xu LAN looked at her almost running back and laughed.

....

In the evening, Gu Liuxing returns to Shengjing, carefully pushes the bedroom door open, goes in like a thief, and then holds his breath to screw down the door lock, close the door, and release the lock tongue bit by bit.

The whole process did not make a sound, she just gently breathed a breath, just turned around——

Gu Liuxing saw the man lying on the bed when she came in. Now he had sat up. She felt that he was in danger at a short distance, so that she subconsciously stepped back and looked at him with her eyes wide open.

Fu Yanchen's leg curled up, elbow carried on the knee, dark eyes, full of light.

The atmosphere is dead.

Gu Liuxing stabilized his mind and raised his lips, "why haven't you had a rest?"

Then she went to the hanger, took off her clothes and hung them up. Then she took out her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

"Gu Liuxing, do you know what time it is?" Fu Yanchen's voice is calm and strange.

What time, this... She guess it should be more than twelve

Gu Liuxing said with a dry smile, "I'll take a bath first. Go to sleep."

There was a crash and the bathroom door was closed.

Fu Yanchen frowned and was in a bad mood.

Ten minutes later, Gu Liuxing yawned, squinted, touched the bed, lifted the quilt and threw himself on the bed.

It was really throwing. The big bed shook for a while.

Fu Yanchen pushed her shoulder with a black face and growled: "Gu Liuxing, tell me, are you so busy every day in the future?"?! Come back so late? "

Gu Liuxing strongly supported the remaining consciousness and answered the voice in a daze.

Fu Yanchen

"I really need to think about it and tell sky vision that it will not invest in this director's films in the future!" He said every word.

Gu Liuxing, hearing the speech, opened one eye, "if it wasn't for the film and television copyright of MI night in sky vision, I don't know how many people want to get involved in Wei's film."

Fu Yanchen

"All right." Gu Liuxing pulled his hand over his face and yawned: "let's have a rest. Good night."