Actor Gao Leng, you are blushing again

Chapter 13

Su Qiao pondered for a while and felt that this idea was feasible, so she asked Leng Feiran.

"God, can I add you on WeChat?"

Leng Feiran was leaning on the sofa, his long legs were loosely slung, his arms were put aside, his expression was indifferent.

Hearing Su Qiao's words, he lightly raised his hand and touched his forehead.

While watching Leng Feiran's movements, Su Qiao said nonchalantly, "If you don't want to add it, don't add it."

"In case we have to delete each other's WeChat accounts after we finish recording the show, it's easier now."

Leng Feiran didn't seem to expect that Su Qiao would say that, he was slightly startled, and there was a ripple in his dark eyes.

Just at this time, the program team entered the villa to Daimai for Su Qiao and Leng Feiran, confiscated their mobile phones and wallets by the way, and handed the two mobile phones to Su Qiao and Leng Feiran.

Su Qiao looked at her phone which was exactly the same as Leng Feiran's, and then flipped through the phone's address book.

I saw the word "Leng Feiran" quietly in the address book list.

Su Qiao took a peek at Leng Feiran. At this time, Leng Feiran had already put on the microphone, and put the new mobile phone in his pocket casually.

It turns out that when recording this love variety show, the program team will send out mobile phones.

In this way, she and Tianshen are still couple mobile phones.

he he he he he.

At this time, the director took out the script and explained it roughly.

Today's script arrangement for the program group is——

In order to promote mutual understanding between Su Qiao and Leng Feiran, they need to perform on the street today and solve today's lunch by themselves.

After Su Qiao listened to it, she suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that when she made up for the first two seasons of "Heart Travel", she found that the relationship between the male and female guests progressed so rapidly.

It turned out that everything was because of the script.

But Su Qiao thought about it for a while, and immediately shook her head and said to the director: "Director, no, no, this is Iceland, and I don't speak Icelandic."

"Also, what if the god is recognized later?"

The director and Sheng Li looked at each other, one smiled without speaking, and the other remained silent.

Su Qiao wanted to continue asking, but was suddenly interrupted by a sentence thrown by Leng Feiran.

"Go out."

Su Qiao glanced at Leng Feiran, then looked hesitantly at the program crew and others, and finally chose Leng Feiran.

Well, there is nothing like a god!
Just go out when you go out!

Thinking of going out, Su Qiao quickly took out a scarf from her backpack, held it in both hands and handed it to Leng Feiran.

"God, it must be cold on the streets of Iceland, do you want to wear a scarf?"

Leng Feiran glanced lightly at the scarf in Su Qiao's hand, touched her forehead with her hand, and walked out of the big villa.

Su Qiao was a little disappointed: "Don't surround it, if you don't surround it, don't surround it."

But if you don't surround it, it will be cold.

Then, temporarily put the scarf in the bag.

Su Qiao thought of this, stuffed the scarf into the backpack, and while wearing the backpack, chased after Leng Feiran.

Leng Feiran walked fast with long legs, Su Qiao trotted all the way, and her little face turned red in a short while.

About 10 minutes later, Su Qiao was really tired. She put her hands on her knees and stopped to catch her breath.

Just as Su Qiao took a few breaths, Leng Feiran walked five meters away with two long legs.

"God! Can you wait for me!"

"You have long legs! But I have short legs! I really can't catch up with you!"

In countless Nordic buildings, girls in bulky down jackets stand on the street, shouting loudly, with no image at all.

Leng Feiran's forward pace stopped, he was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw the above scene.

Seeing Leng Feiran stop, Su Qiao immediately took a deep breath, and ran towards Leng Feiran in three steps at a time.

"God, thank you for waiting for me." Su Qiao smiled happily, even blinking her eyelids faster.

Leng Feiran lowered her eyes to look at Su Qiao, when the girl smiled, her beautiful pupils were half drooping and half curved, like crescent moons.

After only a slight glance, he looked away and walked forward again.

Su Qiao followed immediately.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Su Qiao felt that Leng Feiran seemed to have slowed down this time, so——

(End of this chapter)