He Is Warmer Than Time

Mu Mian didn't look back at all, he had already smelled Tang Ji'an, the soapy smell mixed with the faint tobacco smell, and the hot summer made her feel at ease.

When she turned her head, it really was Tang Ji'an, but his face didn't seem very good.

She was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

Tang Ji'an clasped her waist, invisibly swearing sovereignty over her, he said lightly: "Come and pick you back."

Mu Mian smirked: "How do you know I am here?"

Tang Ji'an gritted his teeth: "When I went to your house, your mother said you were here."

Mu Mian felt happy. Tang Ji'an seemed to be more and more considerate. He often picked her up, and even chased her outside to pick her up. It's really teachable.

"Then you wait for me for a while, I have two more outfits, and I'll finish filming soon."

Tang Ji'an gritted his teeth: "You as soon as possible, I still have things to deal with when I go home."

Mu Mian pouted, okay, he returned to that cold look, considerate and arrogant, it was a combination of contradictions.

"Understood, you go find a stool and sit on it. I'll be all right soon."

Tang Ji'an glanced at Ye Cheng meaningfully, and Mu Mian patted his forehead: "I almost forgot to introduce you. This is the department store opened by Ye Cheng. I kindly sponsored him to take some promotional posters."

Tang Ji'an was expressionless, and faintly replied, "I know, I will wait for you by the side."

After speaking, he turned and walked aside, with one hand in his pocket, lazily leaning against the wall.

Mu Mian pointed his finger at the stool not far away and motioned him to sit. Tang Ji'an ignored her and still stood not far away. He was a noble young master with a white shirt and black trousers. He could easily attract the past when he stopped. The eyes of pedestrians.

Mu Mian ignored him, and started shooting again.

Tang Ji looked at her intently, and occasionally glanced over Ye Cheng, his face became more and more gloomy.

This shot took more than an hour, and it was almost seven o'clock before she finally finished work. Mu Mian rubbed his sore arm and was about to talk to Ye Cheng.

Tang Ji'an stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and said coldly: "Go back."

Mu Mian was dragged forward by him, she hurriedly turned her head and said to Ye Cheng: "I'm leaving now."

Tang Ji'an used strength in his hands, and Mu Mian staggered, muttering: "Why are you walking so fast?"

Tang Ji'an directly grabbed her hand and hurriedly went downstairs and got into his car, regardless of other people's gazes.

Mu Mian glanced at him, a little anxious: "Are you angry? You are angry just because I filmed Ye Cheng for an advertisement?"

Tang Ji'an was upset, and said coldly: "Uncle Six, drive."

Uncle Liu quickly started the engine and drove to the Sinan Mansion.

On the way, Tang Ji'an didn't say a word, and Mu Mian explained: "Because he saved me last time, people came to me and asked me to shoot an ad. Can I refuse? Do you think I can refuse?"

Tang Ji'an clasped her hands tightly, his expression gloomy and terribly gloomy.

Mu Mian explained all the way, Tang Ji'an never said a word.

The car stopped at the entrance of the courtyard of the Sinan Mansion. Uncle Six carefully glanced in the rearview mirror, and then whispered: "Jian, I'm leaving now."

No one responded to him, so Uncle Six rushed out of the car and it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Mu Mian whispered: "Then...I got off the car too, I'll go home first."

He is angry, so he should be given time to calm down and think about it.

But her hand was held by him, and as the sky was spinning around, she found that she was pressed under her body by Tang Ji'an...