Metaphysics Xiaojiaojiao changed her life in the entertainment industry to tease the big guy

Chapter 180 The Little Bridge Misty Rain
Jiang Shuangyan looked at Qi Dai with puzzled eyes.

What do you disagree with?

She obviously didn't say anything? !

"I..." She had just opened her mouth to explain a word, but when she shifted her gaze a little, she suddenly stopped and fell silent.

After Qi Dai took a deep look at her, the corners of his lips twitched coolly, and he turned and left without saying a word.

Jiang Shuangyan hurriedly reached out to pull him back, but it was a pity that the weather was so hot that he didn't wear much clothes. The other party turned around neatly, and left without even grabbing him by the corner of his clothes.

And the pace is fast, and he ran [-] meters in a short while.

Jiang Shuangyan stared straight at Yuanxing's back, without looking back, said, "We'll talk about the script discussion later." Immediately chased him out.

Bai Cong's half-stretched hand suddenly paused, and stopped in mid-air, not falling for a while.

Jogging all the way out of the side hall, Jiang Shuangyan saw someone's figure in the shade of a tree in front of him just as he stepped up the steps going down.

While letting out a sigh of relief, the corner of her mouth curled up.

Some people are so straightforward when they turn around and leave, but they end up standing and waiting at the door. Are they so self-contradictory?

Typically, words do not do the same.

After a while, Qi Dai noticed someone approaching behind him, and after taking a quick glance, his tightly pursed lips loosened slightly, but his expression remained calm.

He seemed to casually mention a sentence: "It's not that I want to talk to people about work and what to do when I come out."

Jiang Shuangyan kept walking, and asked with a smile: "Then you turned around and left, why are you still standing here?"

"Take a rest when you're tired from walking."

"Oh, so that's the case. If you're not happy when I chase you out, then shall I go back?"

Qi Dai glanced at her without saying a word.

When Jiang Shuangyan saw that his expression was slowing down, he quickly stepped forward to pull his sleeve while the iron was hot, and found that the other party showed no signs of breaking away, and then said pitifully, "It's such a big sun, I didn't even have time to take an umbrella and ran out to chase after him." You, I haven't seen you give me any good looks, this is too sad."

"..."

"If others saw you with a cold face, they would probably hide away long ago, and I was the only one who didn't care about you, and went there bravely."

"..."

Under the sun, under the shade of the trees, the soft light is scattered between Jiang Shuangyan's sincere eyes, as if covered with a layer of golden light, making it difficult to look away.

After a long silence, Qi Dai's gaze towards her was gradually warmed by the golden light, and even the last trace of coldness in his eyes disappeared.

He sighed helplessly, "You really don't care about me, or you're sure I won't do anything to you."

Jiang Shuangyan thought about it sideways, and smiled, "The latter, so, can you talk now?" She quickly took his arm, "Let's talk while walking, this film and television city is quite beautiful, just came here I've thought about going out with you since then."

When speaking, the girl raised her head slightly, her rosy lips curled slightly, opening and closing, very attractive.

Qi Dai unconsciously shifted his gaze, allowing her to pull him forward.

Perhaps, with just a small expression or a small action, he is willing to dispel all doubts and choose to obey her without any reason.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it is the time when the sun is the strongest in a day. In May, the small cicadas gradually appeared on the side of the road, and they followed intermittently along the way, accompanied by Jiang Shuangyan's chatter.

When visiting the garden, Qi Dai caught a glimpse of paper umbrellas sold at a small stall in the garden, and then led Jiang Shuangyan to go there.

When he came to the shady place in front of the stall, he withdrew his hand to shield her from the sun.

The seller of paper umbrellas is a small stall cart, large and small umbrellas with different patterns are scattered, some are stretched open and buckled on the ground, some are tightened to place on the table, and some are half-opened to hang from the front of the car.

The umbrella surfaces are different, but because of the elegant and light colors used in them, when put together, they do not repel each other but blend together.

The stall owner is an enthusiastic woman, and when she saw them walking towards this end, she immediately praised: "Handsome guys and beautiful women, come and take a look at our umbrellas. It is purely handmade, quality is the only quality, and the beauty is the beauty, and the style is novel and versatile, but anyone who comes to the film and television city will buy one and take it back as a souvenir!"

Just at this time, Jiang Shuangyan picked up an umbrella painted with the artistic conception of misty rain on a small bridge, raised it slightly, and heard the stall owner continue:

"Beauty has a good eye. The small bridge and flowing water on it are the most atmospheric, and it happens to be a famous scenic spot in our film and television city. If you take this umbrella and take a walk on the bridge, it will definitely be a worthwhile trip! "

"What bridge?" Jiang Shuangyan held up her umbrella and looked left and right, and became interested after hearing this.

"Magpie Bridge, there is a place for sympathetic knots on it, it is most suitable for young couples to check in!" The stall owner looked happy, and slightly lowered his voice, "Actually, this bridge is left over from ancient times. I heard that It used to be a marriage bridge, and on the day of Qiqiao Festival, many lovers were fulfilled, and they specially held the red thread!"

Smiling, Jiang Shuangyan quietly glanced at Qi Dai's side, seeing that the other party was a little dazed, immediately put away the paper umbrella in her hand, and poked forward a little.

"Boss, where is that bridge?" she asked softly.

"Follow this road until you reach the end and you will see it."

Jiang Shuangyan nodded, then raised the umbrella in her hand, "How much is this, I want it."

"Not expensive, not expensive, 35, scan the code to pay here."

After paying the money, the two left with umbrellas.

Jiang Shuangyan looked up from time to time to look at the picture of misty rain on the umbrella body, a bridge, a river, a drizzle, the smog was hazy, and the raindrops mixed into the river and went away, witnessing the hearts of people on the bridge in pairs.

Just as she was engrossed in watching, she didn't pay attention to the steps under her feet. If Qi Dai hadn't paid attention to her every move, she probably would have come into close contact with the stone floor in an instant.

Qi Dai held up the umbrella with one hand, and held her belly with the other.Jiang Shuangyan leaned forward and bumped into his arms. After a muffled grunt, her hair flew away like a waterfall, and then fell on her cheeks, messy in the breeze.

"I'm so absorbed in what I'm looking at, I don't even look at the road." Qi Dai straightened her up, and gently rubbed her abdomen, "Is it hurting?"

Perhaps it was because she was surprised by the sudden accident that her heartbeat was extraordinarily active. After Qianqian calmed down, she took his hand again, shook her head and said, "I'm just looking at the painting on the umbrella, don't you think it's very artistic?" ?"

Qi Dai also looked up.

"Also, the bridge on this painting seems to have some fate with me."

(End of this chapter)