To The Lovely You

   Seeing more and more people watching, He Chaoran shouted at Lan Feifei in a hurry: "Let's go!"

   While talking, he took Lan Feifei's hand and squeezed through the crowd with difficulty. The paparazzi behind him would easily let them go, and naturally followed them all the way.

   But the group of onlookers refused to give way, pulling on He Chaoran's clothes like a chicken blood, and some even began to pull the turban and sunglasses on Lan Feifei's head, wanting to see her true face.

  He Chaoran wanted to kill a **** path while protecting Lan Feifei, and the scene was chaotic.

   When they finally broke out of the siege, a taxi happened to be parked on the side of the road. He Chaoran quickly opened the door and stuffed Lan Feifei in, and got into the car himself.

   "Driver, please drive quickly!" He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said eagerly to the driver.

  The driver slammed on the accelerator, but he just looked at them from the rearview mirror with gossip along the way.

   "You are... He Chaoran! The one who sings very well..."

   "That one over there, is that your girlfriend?"

   He kept inquiring along the way, and He Chaoran could only be vague. After all, he was counting on him to drive quickly to get rid of the crazy fans behind him, so he wouldn't offend the old driver.

  Lan Feifei leaned on the back seat of the car exhaustedly, and didn't even have the strength to speak. Originally, they went out happily today, and the dating process was also very sweet. I didn't expect such a farce at the last moment.

  He Chaoran knew that she was in a bad mood, but because of the presence of the gossip driver, he couldn't say anything to Lan Feifei, and he didn't dare to hug her as usual.

   Finally, in the torment all the way, the taxi stopped at the downstairs of Lan Feifei's house. He Chaoran jumped out of the car as quickly as he was away from the virus, pulled Lan Feifei off by the way, and threw a hundred-yuan bill to the driver.

   "No need to look for it." He walked quickly towards the community without looking back.

   The old driver looked at the hundred dollars in his hand and smiled meaningfully: "With such a small amount of money, you still want to use it as my hush money? I can call any weekly magazine and make a piss, and it's more than this price!"

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and tapped a series of numbers: "Hey, hello! I'm going to burst urine! The guest I was carrying today was He Chaoran, and he and a girl came with me. Car, the language and actions of the two are very bold and provocative, and there is almost no scene in the back seat... Alas, the current star!"

   He added fuel to his words, and finally hung up the phone with satisfaction. Tomorrow, his name will soon be in the headlines!

  He Chaoran sent Lan Feifei to the door as usual, the two passed through a commotion just now, and were relatively speechless for a while. Because they are all tired, it can be said that they are physically and mentally exhausted, and they have no extra energy to speak.

   Naturally, there is no extra strength to complete tonight's appointment. Not in the mood either...

   "I went in first." Lan Feifei lowered her eyes and said softly, there was an unconcealed loss in her eyes under the sunglasses, but He Chaoran couldn't see it.

   "Well, I'll come back to you another day, rest early." He Chaoran sighed deeply and watched her figure disappear on the other side of the gate.