After the Official Announcement of the OO Love with the Actress

After half a month.

The wings rose, piercing the clouds.

The wings drop, jettisoning the cross current of the clouds.

Lin Bingran stood on the covered bridge, the blue sky and white clouds, the cold wave surging, she was frozen for a moment, and then wrapped herself in a down jacket.

Have been away for half a year, the billboard at the airport has been updated with other actors, Lin Bingran has sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, masks and hats as many as he walks out of the plank road and is thrown into his arms by a gust of wind.

Lin Bingran took a step back to stabilize, her arms were full and warm, the clothes were close to each other, the breathing was close to the ear, the excited wheezing turned into a depressed cry, Lin Bingran put her He hugged tightly, quietly sniffing Lin Ke's scent.

"I miss you so much."

"En." Lin Bingran didn't say a word, but buried his face and breathed hard.

The two were wrapped like mummies, holding Zhiling in place for a long time, a row of alphas and omegas stood a few steps in front of them, their expressions changed from moving to speechless.

"Alright."

"It's a hot search again."

"At least get on the carriage."

"What's the deal! They haven't seen each other for half a year!"

Lu Tu's kind reminder: "Xiao Lin is so popular recently, if he doesn't leave, he will really be on the hot search."

In fact, someone is already whispering not far away and looking here frequently.

Lin Bingran pinched the back of Lin Ke's neck and moved the person away, Lin Ke struggled, tugged at the hem of Lin Bingran's clothes twice, and buried his nose red again.

Lu Tu wanted to pull Lin Ke back, but when he thought that that person was Lin Bingran, he could only shrug his shoulders and relax his body, and waved a dry smile: "Haha, the child is disobedient."

Lin Bingran smirked: "Want to be in the headlines?"

Lin Ke raised his head, Lin Bingran's ten fingers were tightly clasped, and he didn't want to part for a second.

Get in the car, Lin Ke picks it up in shame, the two stick to the back seat, and Lin Bingran is attached to her. down.

"Lin Bingran..." Lin Ke whispered.

eyes.

Lin Ke whispered as if bewitched, "I want to kiss you."

Lin Bingran leaned over and grabbed Lin Ke's chin.

Guo Rongrong: "Cough cough!"

Lin Bingran smiled and released the hand holding Lin Ke's chin.

Du Yi: "Do you want to take you to the hotel first?"

Lu Tu: "...I will sit in the hall and wait for you."

Lin Ke's face flushed red, Lu Tu really disliked her, so he said, "There is an endorsement to be filmed in the afternoon. Let's go to the hotel next time. Teacher Lin also wants to go back to the company?"

Du Yi: "Alright."

Lin Ke: “…”

A medium-sized commercial vehicle with several people in it. Lin Bingran has returned to China after the reconstruction has been completed. She has no crutches, and there are no obstacles to basic activities. For the past six months, she has been in various activities. Invisible in the middle, there are countless news of her retirement from the Internet, and countless reports of her retirement from injuries.

Weibo and various social accounts are managed by the company, occasionally posting old pictures to maintain fans, and fans check in every day to expect her to return. , but Lin Bingran refused.

In the past six months, Lin Ke has been filming and announcing all kinds of festivals and activities, and he has vigorously brushed up his sense of existence. And because of the popularity of the old Tang Dynasty, he has touched the threshold of first-line stars, not only the salary has risen, but also The resources have changed dramatically within two months.

Lin Ke brought two personal assistants on the set, and he took a special leave of absence to pick up Lin Bingran today.

Lin Ke reluctantly pulled Lin Bingran, "I have to go back."

Lin Bingran smiled and rubbed the tip of her nose, put on a mask for Lin Ke, "Go."

Lin Ke was standing outside the car door, Lin Bingran got in the car, leaned over to talk to her, and seemed to be gentle and outrageous.

Lin Bingran: "It will be long in Japan, okay?"

Lin Ke nodded, his eyes curved into two crescents, and mysteriously put Lin Bingran a small piece of iron that was warm and gentle, "This is... a birthday gift that should have been given to you long ago, birthday hapiness."

Lin Bingran clenched his palm tightly, restraining his emotions in a soft hum.

Lu Tu urged: "Well, the underground parking lot is not safe."

Lin Ke reluctantly got into Xiao Wang's car and waved with Lin Bingran through the car window.

Lu Tu: "It's weird."

Lin Ke bowed his head and focused on turning over the notice.

Lu Tu sat in the co-pilot and looked at Lin Ke in the rearview mirror. She still remembered the first time she met Lin Bingran in Shuizhen the year before. The light is bright, and it will smash a chopstick. The fat beef is wrapped in the flavor of chili pepper into the mouth, the lips are red with the spicy, and the food is a bit disregarding the image, but the eyes are bright, as if born with a rebellious spirituality, Brilliant no matter what.

The Lin Bingran just now is still beautiful, but more like after the edge has been polished.

There is an unspeakable feeling. On the contrary, it was Lin Ke. After becoming popular, he was nourished by fame and became more radiant and energetic. Even if he didn't get enough sleep, his condition the next day could support a whole day of high-intensity shooting.

The clouds outside the window gather and disperse, and the shadows of people and cars are connected and intertwined.

Lu Tu sighed, thinking that it may be that after a serious injury, people's spirits have been consumed, so it is said that the feng shui of the entertainment industry is changing, and it is not what it used to be.

Du Yi drove to Feng Yue's downstairs and took Lin Bingran upstairs to greet President Tang.

The three sat in the conference room to reminisce, and at the end, the conversation was gently ended.

Lin Bingran smiled slowly: "Don't do this, I'm already fine, you guys are normal."

Du Yi said: "It's normal, Mr. Tang also went to the hospital some time ago, and was found to have high blood pressure, so he can't be emotional."

Lin Bingran was surprised: "What?"

Mr. Tang waved his hand: "I quarreled with those trainees, let's not talk about it, you should go back to rest first, adjust the time difference, we have selected the book and sent it to you."

"It doesn't matter, the time difference doesn't matter," Lin Bingran said, "Show me the script."

Du Yi gave Lin Bingran a few notebooks, "Look, I didn't give you any martial arts dramas and movies. These are the company's second-class plans this year."

Two urban drama scripts, one from the Republic of China, and at the beginning of the year, Lin Bingran said that he would come back to film, and several investors were also willing to pay Lin Bingran a high salary.

The first two urban dramas were relatively easy to shoot, as long as you wear good-looking clothes, your acting skills are good, and the location is in City A, you can play them without much effort. kind of female spy.

Du Yi asked: "Which one do you want to shoot, go back and look at it later?"

Although the script only has the outline of the first few episodes, the screenwriters are all well-known in the industry or strong in the new generation, and the director team is also good.

Lin Bingran took the script home, fell on the sofa, raised the script to cover his face.

Guo Rongrong walked to the sofa, "Sister, do you want to go back to the room to rest?"

Lin Bingran took off the script, frowned and shook his head, "I won't rest, I'll read the script, you can go."

Guo Rongrong went to work in the dining area, she pulled out her notebook, and the keyboard rattled.

Lin Bingran picked up the phone, it was Yuan Ling who asked her for dinner, Lin Bingran declined on the grounds of the jet lag, Shen Feng also sent a message, sent it when he landed, and Lin Bingran only took the time to reply now.

After picking and picking and replying, Lin Bingran went back to the room to rest for an hour, woke up with a pinch, and discussed the script with Du Yi.

Although there are no new nominated works for four or five years, I can still eat two years of old work.

That night, Lin Ke stopped work and drove directly to Lin Bingran's apartment.

The top floor is a duplex, the decoration is still unchanged, the fireplace is burning firewood, Lin Bingran closed her eyes and rested, her black hair scattered like clouds, she was wearing a French-style pure white long dress nightgown, Wearing a Tibetan shawl embroidered with complicated patterns, it hangs down on the floor. She was covered in a warm glow from the fire. Like people in highly imaginative Western paintings.

Lin Ke hung his coat on the porch and approached.

Guo Rongrong came over, and Lin Ke hurriedly raised his finger: "Shh."

Guo Rongrong nodded and sneaked back to her room lightly.

The intense shooting, relying on Lin Bingran, Lin Ke felt inexplicably at ease, and soon he was immersed in the fragrance of dreams.

Guo Rongrong peeked from the crack of the door, watching this scene, she was really itchy, she pushed the crack of the door a little further, took out her phone, and raised the shutter sound.

With a click, Guo Rongrong held the phone angrily.

Lin Bingran turned her head with a smile, placed her index finger on the peak of her lips, and motioned her to be quiet.

Guo Rongrong nodded like smashing garlic.

Lin Bingran turned back, covered the back of Lin Ke's hand on his lap with his palm, raised his lips slightly, and closed his eyes again.

Nice...she's there.

The fire burned all night, and Lin Ke and Lin Bingran slept like this all night.

Next day.

Lin Ke had frizzy hair, slept with a sore back, and the dining area was brightly lit. Lin Ke held a piece of toast and complained deeply: "Although it's romantic, but..."

"Hi--" Lin Ke tried to raise his arm, and immediately screamed, "Ow!"

Lin Bingran almost spat out a mouthful of milk: "Pfft!"

Lin Ke quickly dodged, and said in disgust, "Ah! You almost sprayed me!"

Guo Rongrong: "Hahahahaha!"

Lin Bingran: "Huh?"

Lin Ke: "Laugh?"

Guo Rongrong instantly closed her voice and made a zipper movement for her mouth.

Lin Kehu finished his pretence, took a sip from the milk cup, "Why don't you drink tea?"

Lin Bingran glanced at her, "It is not suitable to drink on an empty stomach."

Lin Ke snorted, quietly ate breakfast, and said, "Actually, I'm a little tea addict."

Guo Rongrong: "I'm going to soak!"

Lin Ke: “…”

Lin Bingran smirked, pursed the corners of his mouth, and coughed lightly, "Oh, I can drink it right away."

Lin Ke had no choice but to withdraw the gaze that fell on the corner of Lin Bingran's mouth and complained, "Guo Rongrong's forehead is really big."

Lin Bingran nodded: "brighter than a light bulb."

Lin Ke was exposed, swallowed a mouthful of shumai, and said, "Why is shumai mixed with alcohol?"

Lin Bingran understood again, and continued, "Drinking too much makes you panic."

Lin Ke blushed and his ears were hot, and his apples were piled high, and he said, "Don't tell Rongrong just now, in case I come again..."

"What should I do if I'm afraid she won't open the door for you?" Lin Bingran said with a smile.

Lin Ke was afraid that Lin Bingran would make fun of him if he didn't leave. After dinner, he said, "I'm going to work."

Lin Bingran got up to see her off, Lin Ke changed shoes at the entrance, and asked casually, "What's the arrangement today?"

Lin Bingran: "Sign the contract and join the team next week."

Lin Ke's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Lin Bingran smiled: "Really."

Lin Ke put on a knitted hat, pulled off the brim of the hat excitedly, and pulled the hat out of shape to cover his whole smiling face.

Lin Bingran was amused by her again, "What is this for?"

Lin Ke's voice was crisp, her sweet voice seemed to be filled with honey, she looked at the smiling face on Lin Bingran's cheeks from the gap opened by the knitted hat, "Hide the corners of my mouth grinning at the temples."

Lin Bingran laughed, hugged Lin Ke's head, gave him a hard kiss, pointed at Lin Ke's vibrating coat, "If you don't leave, you'll be late."

Lin Ke took out her mobile phone, and while connecting, Lin Bingran arranged her hat for her.

The two said goodbye again and stopped nagging, otherwise Lin Ke was afraid that he would go out all day and fail.

The author has something to say:The embrace of a girl is like a gentle wind

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