Chapter 331: Cute Little Confused
Under the paralysis of alcohol, Shen Jingmo was clearly staggering when he walked, but when Song Zhiyuan supported him, he did not dare to lean on Song Zhiyuan at all, for fear that his weight would crush Song Zhiyuan.
Perhaps because he was supported by Song Zhiyuan, out of instinctive trust, Shen Jingmo didn't even look at the road, his eyes staring straight at Song Zhiyuan's profile.
Under the warm light in the corridor, Song Zhiyuan's skin looked exceptionally white and tender, like a peeled boiled egg.
Before they reached the elevator, an elevator not far away arrived at their floor. The moment the elevator door opened, a group of reporters carrying cameras and long guns rushed out.
Out of a sense of crisis in the entertainment industry, Shen Jingmo reacted quickly even under the paralysis of alcohol.
Taking Song Zhiyuan to hide to the side, the two exchanged positions. Shen Jingmo turned his back to the group of reporters, pushed Song Zhiyuan against the corner of the wall, and buried his head in the crook of Song Zhiyuan's neck.
Being so close, the little deer in Shen Jingmo's arms began to jump around wildly.
The faint scent of roses wafted over Song Zhiyuan's body, causing Shen Jingmo's fingers to tighten suddenly, and even his breathing became heavy.
Shen Jingmo approached without warning, and Song Zhiyuan was startled. She unconsciously put her hands in front of the man's chest, her body pressed tightly against the wall, and her back was tense into a straight line.
Being so close, Song Zhiyuan could clearly feel the man's heartbeat getting faster and faster.
The hot air the man sprayed on her neck was itchy and had a warm breath.
The scene of them sleeping in the same bed in the dream came back to Song Zhiyuan's mind.
When she dreamed of that scene, Song Zhiyuan once suspected that it was not a warning given to her in the dream.
Song Zhiyuan's face flushed red, even her earlobes were slightly red.
The reporter glanced in their direction, but without paying much attention, walked straight towards the private room.
One of the reporters, carrying a camera, asked, "Is this room 306?"
"The person who leaked the information said it was 306, right in front." Another person traveling with us pointed to the private room in front.
Song Zhiyuan stood facing Shen Jingmo and happened to see the reporters walking past them.
The original blushing panic was broken with the appearance of this group of reporters.
She hadn't noticed which room Shen Jingmo came out of before, but her intuition told her that these reporters were coming for Shen Jingmo.
If he were photographed, it might have a bad impact on Shen Jingmo.
Song Zhiyuan immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.
Song Zhiyuan quietly paid attention to the movements of the reporters. The two strands of hair scattered on her forehead swept across Shen Jingmo's face as her head slowly turned.
Apart from the itchy feeling, for Shen Jingmo, it felt more like an unintentional teasing.
Such teasing was very fatal to Shen Jingmo. The hand protecting Song Zhiyuan's back slowly clenched into a fist, his nails embedded in the flesh, and he barely remained calm.
After seeing the group of reporters barging into the private room they mentioned, Song Zhiyuan warned the people in front of him, "Let's leave quickly, they'll be back soon."
Shen Jingmo reacted belatedly and was dragged by Song Zhiyuan towards the elevator.
Now the elevator has reached the top floor, and those reporters will probably react quickly. Song Zhiyuan pulled Shen Jingmo towards the emergency exit.
Song Zhiyuan was not very familiar with the hotel's route, and after going down a few floors, he was completely lost.
Chen Jingmo looked at the cute little confused boy in front of him and reminded him, "Go to the basement."
Shen Jingmo received a message from his agent long before he met Song Zhiyuan, otherwise he would not have realized that he was being plotted against.
Song Zhiyuan had no experience in avoiding reporters, so even if Shen Jingmo was drunk, she trusted Shen Jingmo's judgment.
According to Shen Jingmo's arrangement, Song Zhiyuan took Shen Jingmo's hand and went to the basement floor.
It was the first time that Song Zhiyuan was surrounded by reporters. She was nervous and panicked.
After coming out of the elevator, Song Zhiyuan pulled Shen Jingmo to hide behind the door, and poked his little head out to look around.
After confirming that there were no reporters squatting in the underground garage, he pulled Shen Jingmo out.
After arriving at the underground garage, Song Zhiyuan looked at Shen Jingmo helplessly, "Where should we go next?"
Song Zhiyuan was not familiar with the roads in Kyoto. She did not drive here, and it was probably too late to call a taxi now.
In the absence of follow-up arrangements, it might have been safer for them to take another exit or hide in the hotel, but Shen Jingmo arranged for her to come to the basement floor.
Just at this moment, the agent who had been waiting in the garage got out of a low-key black car and waved at the two of them, "This way."
From a distance, Song Zhiyuan immediately recognized the man in front of the car.
This person is Shen Jingmo's agent, and has been with Shen Jingmo since Shen Jingmo debuted.
In the dream, Shen Jingmo handed over all his property to his agent. Considering Shen Jingmo's prudence, it can be seen that the agent is a trustworthy person.
Song Zhiyuan took Shen Jingmo and walked towards the agent.
The agent took the initiative to greet Song Zhiyuan, "This time, thanks to Director Song's help, if it weren't for Director Song, Jing Mo would have had a hard time avoiding those difficult reporters on his own."
"Jing Mo has helped me so many times. I am very happy to be able to help Jing Mo. I leave Jing Mo to you." Song Zhiyuan handed him over to the agent.
Minister Qian is still upstairs, and she and Xiao Zhang are also checking into the hotel here.
The agent glanced at Shen Jingmo, whose face was flushed, and a little thought flashed through his mind.
In order to pursue a girlfriend, this kid has been on variety shows for several months. He used to say that he would never participate in variety shows, but now he has turned down several big offers for just one variety show.
With this kid's methods, it's unknown when I can catch him.
I guess I can't catch her, so I don't have the heart to come back and continue making movies.
The agent's eyes flashed, "Director Song, wait a minute."
Song Zhiyuan asked suspiciously, "What else?"
"Director Song, can you do me a favor?"
Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to ask, the agent said bluntly, "Director Song should be able to drive. Can you help me get Jing Mo out of this hotel? I still need to deal with the aftermath."
The agent has already delivered the car keys to Song Zhiyuan.
Even though he was drunk, in an unsafe situation, Shen Jingmo forced himself to stay half sober.
In the dim light, no one noticed that Shen Jingmo's expectant eyes were fixed on Song Zhiyuan's hand.
After a slight hesitation, Song Zhiyuan took the key from her agent and said, "Give it to me."
The agent was responsible for getting Shen Jingmo into the car, while Song Zhiyuan went around to the driver's seat. After the agent closed the car door, Song Zhiyuan stepped on the accelerator and left the underground garage.
The car drove around the main entrance of the hotel and happened to see reporters coming out of the hotel. It was obvious that these reporters returned disappointed and did not take any pictures.
The car drove on the main road for a while before Song Zhiyuan remembered that she had forgotten to ask Chen Jingmo about the hotel he had booked.
Take a look through the rearview mirror.
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